Lyra had to get back to safety.  She needed to be away from prying eyes and all of the eyes that were now living in darkness.  The Slaugh King lived in the darkness and she was certain that his minions were following her as she ran back to the suite.  Desperately, she needed to shield herself from their eyes and to find comfort once again.  She had to tell Dawn what she had seen and what she had felt.<br/><br/>It was when she reached the door that she finally stopped.  Suddenly, all of her training came back to her as she was reminded that her personal feelings were of no matter to the Princess.  Lyra must not scare Dawn anymore than she already had felt.  What had happened to her was of no consequence to the Princess as her decision had already been made.  Her experience would only make her unnecessarily uneasy and that is something that Lyra could not do.  Swallowing all of her pride and emotions, Lyra rearranged herself before presenting herself to the Princess.  She moved the lace of her shroud around her neck to desperately cover the red mark on her neck, even though she was certain it could be clearly seen.  With one last breath, Lyra opened the door and finally returned to the friendly confines of the suite.<br/><br/>"Princess?  Princess, I have returned..."<br/><br/>Her voice was frail and shaking as she could not cover up the fear at all.  In fact, she felt more fragile now than ever before.  Cursed that Slaugh King and how he took away all of her strength.