[center][color=pink][u][h3]Lyn, Shimmerstone[/h3][/u][/color][/center]
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Lyn fell into quiet thoughtfulness at Henri’s conversation, though she nodded at E’nasha’s question. Her eyes switch back to the city, noting its wonders and busy atmosphere woven through its streets. People from all walks of life tread here without a care. Thankfully they would be spending most their time among the common people rather than the diplomats. Unlike Lidda. At the thoughts of the vitamancer teacher, her eyes lifted upward and spotted a dark bird flying around the city. It was a raven. She recalled Lidda had traveled ahead of the carriage to connect with her father a few weeks back. 



[color=pink] “Really? I would love that!”[/color] Lyn nearly squeaked in her enthusiasm at the notion. Then she caught her mother’s raised eyebrow and clashed her hands over her mouth, silencing it. 



[color=pink]“Sorry,”[/color] she managed to say in a more appropriate tone. 



She had missed Alaira’s kick at the bottom of Henri’s seat, but she did catch the comment,[color=pink] “I’ve never known you to be completely silent about what you felt was wrong, Alaira.”[/color] 



Her attention focused more on the festive going on around them than inside the carriage. Gradually it came to a stop as she made her way onto the cobblestone street. The streets were so busy with life that she couldn’t help but stare, her eyes drawn to the activity so familiar to her. Her thoughts were broken by her father nearby causing her to spot him near the wall. She smiled a bit. Her feet cut down the distance between them while she leaned over, giving him an affectionate peck on the cheek before noting her mother wasn’t beside him. 



Before she could comment on it, Helena’s word came to Henri’s defense. Lyn noticed the wink exchange and her gut churned a bit. She wondered if there was something between them. Not wanting to dwell on it, she moved toward the carriage where her mother was located. She stepped up high enough to peer in through the carriage window. Marya appeared to be just daydreaming causing Lyn to speak up. 



[color=pink] “Mom, everything alright?”[/color] 



[color=lightcoral] “Um?”[/color] Mar said then faced her, seeming to slip out of her trance,[color=lightcoral] “Yes, it is. I’m sorry, I was thinking about something. We’ve arrived?”[/color] 



[color=pink] “Yeah, need help out?”[/color] 



[color=lightcoral] “No, I can do it,”[/color] Carefully Mar began to exit out of her side, standing now by the carriage. Her arms crossed over her front slightly defensively while she approached the group. 



Naturally, Lyn looked at her father. 



[color=pink] ‘She alright?’[/color] Lyn mouthed to him when mother’s back turned away.