A door within the Loan Castle of the Arcanus Household clicked and immediately swung open as two figures graced the halls with their presence.
Sophia Arcanus and Tacha, the only Maid of one of the feared Great Households, walked side-by-side on top of the velvet rugs.
Expressions dimmed by the dull lighting of Floating Magic Lamps and Solemn silence that endowed their presence.
Within this space, they walked like two starved warriors. Itching to pull out their weapons for the sake of the woman who had meant much more to them than they had ever thought.
'They say it takes one to lose something to know its worth.'
Tacha thought to herself. A subtle ache in her chest was probing as she walked carefully with that woman's daughter.
'Perhaps the Young Lady is feeling exactly that.'
Sophie was restless. Evidently so.
Her actions, her words.
Each movement told her the young girl was begging to be set loose in the same space as her mother.
