Maric thanked the heavens that Nimue and his family were getting along. Especially his sister, who was talking Nimue's ear off as much as Nimue was her's. She did seem a bit more withdrawn and abrupt however, which worried him. And the look she gave him earlier troubled him as well. Alas, he was unable to pull her aside and ask, as the evening was busy with introductions and getting the guests settled in. Nimue also seemed to be avoiding him a bit as well.<br/>When she bid him farewell however, she shocked him with her manner. The formality of it was unnerving.<br/>"Nimue, wait!" He called, chasing after her.<br/>He had no idea the severity of her anger. Had he known it was this great, he would have pulled her aside immediately. To Maric's great disappointment, he could not stop her before the ferry.<br/>There, at the water's edge he stood, calling again and again for her to return to him. He just wanted to find out what was wrong and atone for whatever it was that he had done. To hold her in his arms and assure her that his love was true.<br/>Finally, after what seemed like ages, he gave up his calling and turned back home. His family was awaiting with worried faces, but he told them that everything was alright. Though he knew that was far from the truth.<br/>Nimue was angry at him, whether it was for something trivial or not and she wanted some time away from him. While he respected that she had to collect her thoughts alone, he wished that she had taken an escort, or at least Layla. He knew the rumors that had been circling about, and Faren had even told him of some gruesome scenes he had come upon during his trip. So to at least see to it that she arrived at the Tor safely, Maric wrote a note addressed to Vivianne. They did not always see eye-to-eye, but he knew that she too cared for Nimue, so she would at least reply to tell him that she was alright. Or so he hoped.<br/>Tying the letter to the leg of a pigeon he often used to communicate with those assembling their new home, Maric whispered a spell before releasing it. The spell would guide the bird on quickest route to Vivianne, and would not leave her be until she wrote a reply. Maric could only pray that the reply was good news.