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Lance/Isaac: Cyndwella returns to Meri.

“I’m sorry sweetie, I had to conduct business. Let show you your rooms.”

Cyndwella leads Meri only a few corridors further, she slaps her hand on a door and smirks.

“Make yourself at home girl. Breakfast is at 7. Marcus is a dimwit, but he’s masterful with skillet in the morning.” Cyndwella floats away, humming blissfully with no care.

The room was indeed cozy, somewhat small and yet, it was adorned with tapestries akin to royalty. Either Cyndwella found Meri and Lance to be special, or she meant to spoil them. Or perhaps, she meant both. A small set of candles were lit, yet these candles lacked the violet glow all others flames in the house had. Cyndwella was not monitoring this room.

She was allowing Meri and Lance privacy, within her domain.