Dora was sitting in the garden with Nyx when a maid came over, her head slightly bowed.
"Good day my ladies," she bowed.
"Uhm, my Lady," she faced Dora, "You have a visitor."
Dora blinked, "Who is it?"
Her cheeks flushed, "My lady.."
"Just go see for yourself," Nyx urged her.
Dora got to her feet, "Lead the way then."
The maid turned on her heels, walking out of the garden, with Dora following behind.
They walked to the living room where she was expecting her august visitor.
The maid bowed, then left.
Dora stood there, her hands numb at her sides, "Neriah?"
He whipped his head in her direction, "Oh, you are here," he stood up, flashing her a graceful smile.
She rubbed her arms, "What- are you doing here?"
He lowered his gaze, "You should come sit first," he rubbed his hands together.
