Irene returned to her barrack, racking her brain for any sign of anything else that had changed that she was unaware of. Could even the decisions made around her life during the time make others behave differently than expected?
Her grandmother passed away in the house she shared with her family because Irene was someone who took care of her in her final moments. This stubbornness to stay where she raised her family was a new aspect that she had never seen before.
There was a real urge to run away from her duties and try to find answers for herself but she didn't want to disappoint any of the knights. Sir Gunnar seemed to be on edge as he walked away after finding her burning a letter in a fireplace.
All the thoughts amounted to Irene simply sitting in her bed and staring at her desk where the paper and quill her father gave her sat, unused.
