"Syre, Lady Kiara has exited the dining hall," Jacoby stated with a grave expression. "I worry that something is awry. She has been visibly agitated throughout the majority of the meal, and she seems to be in a hurry for some reason."
"Which way did she go?" Emerick sprang to his feet, closely followed by Ace.
"Mind you don't disturb the other guests," Jacoby scolded, "We don't want to incite panic. That said, do make haste. I believe she is heading towards the entrance."
"Please, do go investigate," Deemer frowned. "Though, I feel those words are unnecessary. I still have to express my concern also. It is far too late for a young lady to be traveling alone..."
"That's assuming she is traveling," Jacoby frowned. "It is unclear what her intentions are."
"Has she hailed a carriage?" Ace questioned urgently. "I thought she intended to stay the next few nights in one of the guest quarters..."
