It was that time again, and Norah found herself moving through the doorway with a lot more purpose that usual. Deimos was hot on her heels, almost aggressively close to her. Breathing down her back, amber eyes more harsh than normal as she swept into the castle. There would be no trip to the ocean side first, maybe not even one this visit at all, which made a stone sink in her stomach and weigh on her heavily.

But she quickly refocused on something that Odina Ellis had confided in her about. Something that she felt needed to be discussed with the one who had said this to her. Captain Commander Usher. Their last meeting, or any of them really, hadn’t been something that left a sour taste in her mouth. She rather found his rakish, bold behavior amusing. Or she had once, she was the one who had changed since their last meeting. And she couldn’t promise anything this time around to be… Norah-like on her end.

Perhaps it was because the idea of what Odina told her made her envious in a dark twisted way. That all those women could have such a thing be threatened to be taken from them… yet she did not. Not one child. Not from her public late husband… not from the one who tore open a gaping wound that hadn’t quite healed right. But she told herself it was not for those reasons that she breezed through the training yard, it wasn’t for those reasons that she knocked and let herself in before a ‘come in’ or ‘not now’ could be issued.

Her dark hair had lightened a touch, her skin more sun-kissed all thanks to the Cambrian sun. Her dress was sleeveless, more practical to allow her to move within Cambria with much more ease. “Captain Commander, I hope you will forgive my intrusion but my visits to Nevermere are always a ticking clock.” She said, a faint smile presented as she dipped into a quick curtsy. Apparently that would always be natural to her.