Janius couldn't help but smile at Julan's enthusiasm. Rhazii approached as well, following Julan, but he only walked. Still, he had a curious frown.

"Son, your mother and I have decided that we're going to visit Aurana and your grandparents today." Janius said without any hesitation. "Now, we'll be talking to Aurana first to try and help her stand up for herself, but we are then going to try and convince mother and father to allow her more freedom. Now, this won't be a happy...social visit. You can come along if you want to, but be warned that this is going to be a little risky, and perhaps rather unpleasant. Father and I are likely to get into an argument. I would not wish his wrath upon you."

Rhazii reluctantly raised a finger. "Can I come along?"

"We'll be explaining the situation to your parents, Rhazii," Janius explained. "If they are comfortable with it, and if Julan is too, you can come. However...this may be more of a [i]blood family[/i] matter."

"Okay," Rhazii said slowly. He glanced to one side, confused.

Janius sighed as he realised he was perhaps the only one within a few metres that understood what he was talking about. "What I mean to say is that my family is not informed about us as a...group being family." The guards were still nearby. "They may find it strange for you to be there, even if you befriended aunt Aurana like Julan did."

Rhazii's mouth twitched. He nodded, mostly disappointed.

Janius returned his attention to Julan. "What would you like to do, Julan? Are you coming with us?"

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Lunise complied with Meesei without question. Though still stern, no hint of comfort in her demeanour spoke of experience with such spells.

The drop was unexpected. Lunise might have landed properly if she wasn't holding onto Meesei's hand so tightly. She yelped in surprise just before dropping hands and knees onto a dry wooden floor. The temperature had notably warmed, the colours too -- the yellow sun brought the room they landed within to full vision.

It was a relatively small space. Dusty and cosy. One painted door lead in and out. The walls were smooth yellow stone, the floors were in lines of old and scraped wooden boards, and the ceiling was steeply vaulted, to the point where the side walls were relatively short for Altmer architecture. They were on the top floor of whatever structure this was. Apart from the barrels stored upright against it -- the apparent obstruction -- the window drew the eye next. It was a large symbol of tear-shaped panes, bordered with the regular black of stained glass, though this had no colour to it. Beyond the expansive window was the cloistered garden Lunise had envisioned. Apart from a different texture on the topiary and a pair of Altmer in long robes walking across it, the yard was identical to Lunise's memory. The balustrade was from a balcony that extended a step beyond the window.

Lunise stood up slower than Meesei, groaning. "They removed my old desk, I see. And my bed." She brushed off the lower portion of her uniform. "At least this place is as secluded as I remember it." Her head rose to see the view from the window and she froze. Her initial words may have indicated the spell's success, though only now did her face relax and her eyes widen in realisation of where she was. "This is Alinor," she breathed. "This is home."