Adelia sat in the meeting hall of the Order, her position providing her a clear view of the entrance.
With an air of melancholy about her, she seemed to retreat into herself, finding solace in recalling memories of a time long past.
Amidst it all, she was also forced to grapple with the question Lionel had posed to her and so far, she had happened upon nothing with no end to her struggles in sight.
Just as she let out a sigh interlaced with frustration, the entrance to the hall slowly opened with a familiar figure walking in.
"Smiley," Adelia muttered softly, acknowledging the entrance of her most trustworthy Exarch.
"You called for me."
"I did." Adelia intoned. "Come sit."
Unsure of what to make of things at first, Smiley did as instructed, taking steady steps before standing before her.
"I said sit."
"I'd prefer to stand, my lady."
"And I'd prefer you sit. Now stop annoying me and just sit."
