Jillia walked straight into the Castle's Common Area with the shops and the castle in the distance, she appeared rather disturbed at her position. There appeared to be no one in her visual site that she recognized right away, even more disturbing to her. A spin of her head and she walked forward and into the inn with a push of her hand against the door, she spent no time finding a seat to rest her body on. Once she was settled, her forearms rested on the table, interlacing her fingers.
Was this some plot for further abandonment? Had she been captured? Lost?
Jillia was at a loss for words, plain and simple.
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