The Esther halls shone with the daylight of the morning sun, the brightness spilling in like brilliant liquid, washing Aerylinne's family home in the pale orange glow of a fine dawn. The young heiress of the Esther family, lofty aspirations in her sights, was finally casting off the 'shackles' of her noble life. She'd risen from bed that morning with nary a tremble of excitement, but a deep seated longing to be rid of her covetous guardians. Dressing and packing filled her with an agonising anticipation, which she quelled expertly of course. Elation would be unseemly, unfitting of her current situation. She was tentative in stepping out the door, delivering a precision fusillade of false sentiments. "I shall miss you terribly!" was just one such lie, delivered with masterfully wrought sincerity. She'd just turned her head, ready to take to the coach before her mother's voice clawed her back again. "Aery, darling. Your father and I would be devastating to hear of any upset in your journey or time away," She started, causing a rising sense of panic to bloom within her daughter, unapparent though it may have been.<br/>"So, we're... Sending someone with you, to make sure you remain safe and well." Lady Esther finished, her delicate little flower turning with an unassuming smile.<br/>"I... Beg your pardon?"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>