Helga's eyes sparkled the slightest bit when Wiezen agreed to a family breakfast. She thanked him with a hug and once she was told where Carlyle was, she quickly limped her way to the guest room, only to find her niece was nowhere to be found. Her eyes caught sight of the open window, and she whimpered some before looking back at her children to follow her. When she leaned out of it, her eyes quickly scanned the area only to encounter a running ginger lady that distanced herself from boutique. Zealia and Wiezen peeked over their mother's shoulder, Zealia holding an expression of disbelief and Wiezen one of apathetic satisfaction.
"What the--" Zealia began, leaning over the rails. "CARLYLE?! Where are you going?!"
"What the--" Zealia began, leaning over the rails. "CARLYLE?! Where are you going?!"