[ Alkaid had intended to beg Feo-Ul to send dreams to Aymeric. Ones that would be messages of her time in the First, and perhaps even allow him to see things for himself. Yet, Elidibus's plans enveloped all in Norvrandt and she certainly could not pull Feo-Ul--Titania--away from their throne to send a message. It hurt deeply, but, all she could do was hope to explain it all to him in the ways that she always does. That had been a driving force for her as she and K'thisru climbed the Tower with the Crystal Exarch to finally face the Ascian wearing Ardbert's face.

However, she can see that regardless of circumstances, the forced silence between them truly has taken its toll on her beloved knight.

The head maid had gone on the entire time about the state of Ser Aymeric. It gave her an idea of how to approach the situation. Those plans are quickly pushed to the side as she takes in the sight of him. Oh, her poor knight. There is a sense of guilt that rises within her heart. Look at what her constantly having to leave is doing to him...

Alkaid's smile does not falter at the exhausted sight of him. The playful game she had intended to keep up is done away with as well. Instead, she simmers her energy and excitement and simply approaches him. Her hands immediately go to his. Her head tilts back to look up at him with her chin resting on his chest. ]

Hello, my knight. [ A almost customary greeting from her at this point. One that she intends, every time, to be private between the two of them. ] I wished to surprise you properly this time.

[ As given her last homecoming was filled with the opposite of what it should have been.

Her fingers gently brush along his. ] Come and sit with me. Dinner is made and ready for you.