Llarasa nodded her head at an angle in understanding. "Well, I don't want to sound stubborn, but it might simply be that it is influencing you in other ways." With one hand she closed the book in front of her, revealing the image of Azura's star on the front. "Like the book said, the serpent is not a very consistent sign."

Fendros leaned back in his seat and wove his fingers together on the table. "If we notice anything, I'm sure we could let you know in a letter.  Although, sister it has been a while since we arrived and we've not been able to catch up properly. We didn't even get to talk for long in the Imperial City. Why don't you tell me about what's changed in town?"

The next two hours or so we're spent catching up to speed on all the more mundane events in and around Cheydinhal since Fendros left. Much of the updating was given with explanations to Ahnasha, who no doubt had little in the way of local knowledge.

It was during this time that Fendros felt as though it was worth returning. He shared laughs and stories with his siblings like they had only been apart for a few days. The previous guilt that seemed to weigh him down obscured itself until they realised how.much time they had spent. The time soon came to move on.

The four of them shuffled into the hallway near the door before Fendros looked up the stairs with a frown. "Llarasa, before we go, we should forward an invitation to mother for our wedding."

Llarasa's smile faded into anxiety again. "How did you want to go about it?"

"She would have calmed down by now," Fendros said, keeping his eyes upstairs. "I think we should see her in person." He turned to Ahnasha and put a hand on her shoulder. "Are you comfortable coming with me? Is there anything you wanted to say to her?"