"Just like the painting of him I saw at the king's palace," he answers. A little huff from Siobhan draws Strange's attention and the look from her causes Strange to wince slightly. Right. Childermass wasn't there when Norrell and he attended on the king, he's got no idea which painting he's talking about.
"He had long black hair, I'd imagine almost down to his waist. Quite pale, as to be expected, and closer to my height than Norrell's." There's a pause, as Strange mulls it over, trying to remember every small, minuscule detail of that fleeting glance he had. "Oh! He wore long black robes. I was too far away to see what particular style."
Strange, at least, is interpreting this tone as Childermass being simply curious as to what the man looks like. After all, he is Northern and they still speak of John Uskglass in reverent tones. But why was the other magician so damn serious at the idea of what the Raven King looked like?
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"He had long black hair, I'd imagine almost down to his waist. Quite pale, as to be expected, and closer to my height than Norrell's." There's a pause, as Strange mulls it over, trying to remember every small, minuscule detail of that fleeting glance he had. "Oh! He wore long black robes. I was too far away to see what particular style."
Strange, at least, is interpreting this tone as Childermass being simply curious as to what the man looks like. After all, he is Northern and they still speak of John Uskglass in reverent tones. But why was the other magician so damn serious at the idea of what the Raven King looked like?