Following behind them, the Duke's other child joined the reverence and walked along with her family and guards.
The three remaining Sylfinier left the Main Palace together, with Marianne and her Father heading the prominent march.
Graciously, the Ninth paced through the majestic entrance to the Palace as many knights bowed in respectful farewell to the significant Guest leaving the Royal grounds.
She was in high spirits. Happy for the events that had transcurred throughout the day, as nothing of bad taste had emerged to ruin such mood.
Nevertheless, within her high spirits, ponder was inundating the Lady's mind... as no sight of one she thought would oversee her departure from beginning to end could be found.
'... Even when I arrived, he wasn't there to welcome me... Maybe it's his thing to do this...' — Excusing it to forbid her mood to whither, she inwardly smiled resigning to not see the man.
