For most of the rest of the trip, Lenally avoids any talk of dresses, and all things lady-like when in the company of her brother and Zalania. If anyone so much as mentions the idea of her possibly being used as a pawn for a diplomatic marriage, she shoots them a gaze that would easily kill of gazes were so capable.<br/><br/>She also attempts to try getting along better with her mother, both for keeping her pleased so she can sneak away, and also in the hopes that she might find a way to convince her to at least let her wear what she likes when it's not a formal occasion. She also listens to the many stories Henrik shares, even asking Zalania to share some of her tales, eating it all up like some decadent dessert.<br/><br/>Once she sees the City of Theiri in the distance, her mood changes. She almost becomes, saddened. Depressed. Angry. But more importantly, unpredictable. She knew she'd have to watch herself even more now, hoping against hope that she will not wind up being left behind.<br/><br/>(I don't know how to link so I'm just going to say<strong>Moved to Theiri</strong>. I'll post when Henrik does in the Theiri thread)