This time, Sabine was not as crippled to fear when she handed Meesei the staff. She was still hesitant, tripped over her speech, and shrank away in her body language, though she could still function. She promised to organise a time with Saraya to speak about her anxieties once she was sure Do'rhajul and Yerig were comfortable and secure.

Yerig was given the choice of a room normally used for guests to the clan or to stay in the same room as Do'rhajul.

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Meesei's portal opened in a lavish, yet relatively small bedroom on the second floor of what was probably an inn in northern Valenwood. Though rainy outside, the dim light was made darker by a canopy of large trees out the windows.

Lunise was seated on the edge of a double bed, fiddling with her ring. As usual, she was dressed in her full Thalmor uniform, though she had removed her gloves, leaving them draped over a dresser. She looked up and stood immediately upon seeing Meesei.

"Good evening, Meesei," she said, almost cordially. Her behaviour was more friendly, walking up to gently embrace Meesei and plant a kiss on her lips. She then stepped back with her shoulders on Meesei's to look at her attire. "You've dressed up? I was wondering what has occupied you these past few days."