Kyran appeared inside the room he stayed in when he was in the Tower of Conclave.
He wandered his eyes and found the place looking the same as he had last seen it, five years ago.
'Right,' he paused his train of thought. 'In real-time, only a few weeks had passed since then.'
Not even a minute had passed, the door to the room burst open and Stella, wearing a flowing white dress flew in, in a rush.
"Kyran!" She called, her face was full of smiles.
Kyran turned to look at her.
Though it had only been a few weeks in real-time since they last saw each other, Stella's expression appeared otherwise. To her, not knowing about Kyran's whereabouts for weeks felt like years. Truth be told, the reason why some of the council members were not present was because she had asked them to personally look for any traces of Kyran. She would not have resorted to this if Nolan just told her.
