Hotel Sanria

Sanria heard the doorbell ring, a deep chime that echoed throughout the cavern. Of course, Colin was immediately at the ready. "Were you expecting someone?"

"No," she replied, only mildly amused at his sense of urgency. Sanria found it interesting how Colin seemed to guard them, he wasn't just sitting with his family - he was protecting them. From what, Sanria did not know.

She got up only after he had been gone for a while, swaddling Leandra and bringing her to the top of the stairs, "Colin? Is everything alright?" She looked down and saw, staring back up at her, a creature of extraordinary beauty. Sanria couldn't figure out why the man made her feel a certain comfort, but she felt that he was good.

He introduced himself as Velentham Arenfeld, and told Sanria she knew him from her planar trip. Immediately, she knew he was the originator of the rose she had given to Gilean, and it was confirmed. Throughout the discussion, she felt the concern mounting from Colin. Sanria knew his looks, knew his body language. He didn't like having this particular visitor - and even more since he was the one that had given her the very rose Colin did not like her having.

The beautiful man, Celestial, had asked them to stay. He was Gilean's cousin and did not want to intrude upon Gilean's reunion with Claire. It took Sanria much convincing, but eventually Colin relented to Velentham's stay. "Alright, but at some point I'd like to return to us to be the only adults in the house."

Colin gave her an adoring smile and went to show Velentham his room. "You're welcome to anything in the house," she called to him. "Food and the like. We have a library too." She wasn't met with a verbal response, but the feeling of longing that remained in the air after he passed by was unmistakable.