Kryschenn felt totally useless in this particular situation. She wanted to help more than anything, but mental powers were a little beyond her forte. Maybe there was something she could be doing elsewhere, like trying to figure out the princess's plans and/or motives for handing over the city.Quietly, she left the room, not wanting to disturb Cole. She had just turned her back and did not notice that suddenly, Cassandra was no longer there.
The first thing that caught her attention was the door to the room she thought was Sheila's. Looking quickly up and down the hall, she snuck up to the room, put her ear to the closed door and listened hard. Yes! She could hear Hank's voice in there, with Sheila...except he was saying something comforting about Cole being able to help Terri. Nuts. He just wouldn't take the hint, would he? What were they going to have to do, apply it with a sledgehammer?
Just then she heard Hank's voice, very close to the door, right as she felt the latch being worked from the inside. "Well, I'm going to go see if they're having any luck with Terri..."
Kryschenn jumped straight back from the door, stifled a yell, and ran faster than she had ever moved in her life, not stopping until she was safely around the corner. That was a little too close to being caught snooping than she cared to admit. Well, if that didn't get the adrenaline going, nothing would. Straighening the tartan plaide that was her cape, she forced herself to look perfectly innocent and calmly descended the stairs. No more eavesdropping for her. Maybe it would be better just to find a servant and ask what the heck was going on.
