Anora gave Ramera a disbelieving frown when she said ‘it’s nothing’ but when she added ‘i’ll tell you afterwards’ Anora decided not to push it further. After all she would find out at some point what it was that had upset her eldest sister. “Alright.” Came her soft agreement along with a nod of the head, “afterwards and whenever you are ready I will be waiting.”

While her sister filled her pockets with adequate dagger shaped rocks, Anora removed the tiny and inadequate ones from the main pile, but paused when she caught the sound of crumpling paper. She looked up just in time to see a piece of familiar looking paper being placed on a nearby bench. Although she herself had not ever gotten one before, Anora knew that it was one of Sun’s fortunes. 

Her sister really must have been worried if she had accepted such a thing. However as much as she wanted to say something about it, she kept quite and instead answered her sisters enquiry. 

“Indeed. I have never seen such a thing before… they were acting like troops in some kind of an army. Sending in a first wave of the slowest and weakest behind what could be considered no less than a scout.” Anora stopped there, gave her sister a glance in the eyes then turned her face away, biting her bottom lip. 

“Uh… I did… T-that is to say, I did learn something quite alarming. Fen found a big unconscious man, wounded but not my the dead. Before I got there the man told Fen that 'they sent them… They sent a Trojan horse’ and Fen tells me that a Trojan horse was a statue to enter an enemy city and inside were soldiers who attacked when those in the city were asleep. I am worried Ramera, you know how Fen is with his books, what if someone inside Paradise has bad intentions?” She asked, now looking back at her sister again but this time with eyes filled with unease.

“We must be diligent at all times.” With that said, Anora continued to sort through the rocks. Once all of the unfinished ones where separated into their own pile she found herself staring at the fortune paper on the desk, which came from Ramera’s pocket. Anora leaned forward and placed a gentle hand on her sisters shoulder.

“You know,dearest sister of mine… You don’t need a fortune to know that I will always return to your side. We made a promise, remember? I do not intend to break it.” She told Ramera resolutely, giving her sisters shoulder a reassuring squeeze before walking back over to the edge of the wall with the mat being dragged along behind her as she went.