Jude's heart sped up when she stepped out the door. She blinked rapidly against the sun, her eyes having gone from dark, to dim, and then, to this, the happy brightness she'd always adored. Holding her arm up she stood for a moment, shadowing her face. As soon as her eyes had adjusted she let her arm fall to her side and she blinked a few more times before a smile lit up her face almost as bright as the world about them. "Ohmygoodness! I know this place." She laughed and darted to a cluster of strange flowers, pale pink, Jude's favorite color when she'd been five, with purple stems instead of green and blue leaves. She beamed, bending down as her nose was filled with the most wonderful scent in the world.<br/><br/>"Oh Robin!" She looked back up at him. "We made flower crowns out of these once! Remember? You have to help me make mine because I couldn't quite figure it out. And they lasted for ages, never died, just like the flowers. They never die on the vine and take years when plucked..." She reached a hand out, stroking a petal gently. "Are there still friendship flowers as well?" She looked up at the castle, at the manateea on the flags, the most gentle of animals, so Jude thought. "My castle... oh yeah... I forgot about that. I've always been fonder of the cottage to be honest. Good times here. But the castle is gorgeous too."  ((Absolutely. ^_^))