The rest of her shift went by without much issue. Though things were tense with William around, nothing more happened than their brief squabble. Eventually, as it reached early morning, they were both relieved of their shift and headed off on their separate ways. Penelope returned to her room and was quick to lay down in an effort to get what sleep she could before she'd have to start the day. 

When she did wake up, it was already about midday. The knight stirred as she heard her door click open and squinted her eyes open as she looked over to see her father enter the room. She tiredly raised an eyebrow and slowly moved to sit up, rubbing a hand over her face as she tried to shake off her remaining sleepiness. "Did you need me?" she asked before letting out a large yawn. 

"No. I just came by to take care of those letters for you." John replied as he stepped over to the table by her bed. He carefully picked up the small bundle of letters she had written and turned to look over at her. "I saw them yesterday when I stopped by to make sure you remembered your shift. I wasn't sure when you would be waking up so I figured I'd better take care of them before it gets too late and the messenger leaves."

"Oh.. thank you, father..I can get them now though." Penelope mumbled as she leaned back on the palms of her hands. 

John looked over at her and shook his head. "I'll handle it... Instead, I think you should prep to go take a short trip to Bellmare."

Penelope blinked and gave him a confused look. "What? Why?"

"Well if you're going to be staying here for a while, you should at least bring some of your things here. A change of clothes, a comb, maybe a dress just incase something else comes up." John shrugged his shoulders and gave her a stern look. "It's best to be prepared and presentable at all times."

Penelope sighed and gave a polite nod. "Of course. I'll leave tomorrow morning then."

"Good." John nodded approvingly. "You can take my horse when you go. I'm assuming you can fit most of your things into his saddle bags."

Penelope nodded her head, a bit glad that she'd be able to take a horse. It'd mean that she'd be able to reach Bellmare rather quickly, which would also allow her some extra time there. While she was a bit reluctant to leave the castle, she also found herself a bit eager to visit her home after being away for so long. She only wished she was able to bring Crow along with her. [i]Another time..[/i] she thought with a quiet sigh. 

John moved to exit the room but paused at the doorway, casting a long glance over his shoulder at Penelope. "By the way... What training do you think the new viceroy needs?" he asked, seeming small bit uncomfortable at having to bring up the topic of Crow to his daughter.

"What do you mean?" Penelope asked tilting her head slightly. "The tutor he has determines that, doesn't he?"

"He determines his education, yes. But I was asking more in the sense of his physical skills. Swordsmanship, archery, horseback riding." John eyed her. "He'll need to be trained in those aspects just like any other nobleman."

"He knows how to fight from what I know... And a bit of archery.." Penelope responded hesitantly. "I don't know about anything else though."

John paused then gave a small nod. "I'll look into it." he muttered. "He'll likely still require formal training regardless of whatever skill he might possess anyways."

"Speaking of him," Penelope shifted nervously. "you're still giving him a chance right?" The female knight looked hopefully at her father as he hesitated to answer. After her talk with Crow the night before, she couldn't help but double check. Her father was the one person who could still stand in their way after all. She could tell he wasn't completely supportive but as long as he was at least still considering giving them his blessing, the knight could relax a bit. 

"I am." John finally replied with a sigh then met her gaze sternly. "He's done well so far but he moved up in rank fast and he's entering a world he's not familiar with. It'd be foolish not to be a bit cautious on how that might affect him."

"I'm sure it won't affect him as much as you think it will." Penelope gave a small smile of relief. 

"We'll see." John grunted before turning to leave. "Just make sure you make that trip tomorrow." 

Penelope nodded and watched as her father stepped out of the room once more. Now more awake, she stretched out her limbs and got up to her feet. It was already too late to get breakfast and now that her father had taken her letters, the knight had a bit more free time than she had originally thought she would. Deciding to put that time to use, she put on her armor and headed out to the training area, deciding to spend her time brushing up on her skills.