When Bynx arrived at the castle, he stopped by Strelitzia's room, but she wasn't there. The staff had told him she was sleeping in Handmaiden Cleo's room. He knocked on the door and waited patiently.
Strelitzia crawled out of bed. It wasn't like she was getting much sleep anyway. Dark circles formed around her eyes only adding to her beaten appearance: dark bruises, purpling hand marks, and scabbed-over cuts. Her hair was a mess that she hadn't even attempted to handle but at least she was clean. She cracked the door open assuming it was a maid coming to ask for assistance. "Cleo isn't he-" Her words cut off at the sight of Bynx. "Oh um, hello."
"We need to talk, now." Bynx said, glancing behind her with narrowed eyes.
She opened the door to allow him room to enter. "Come in. What's so urgent? Is it about your sister's marriage?" What else would be so urgent that he'd seek her out there?
"Marriage? My sister's Marriage isn't until next year?"
