Marching through the corridors to her room, Rithrynn went inside before slamming the damaged door shut; causing its battered hinges to clank with misery as the whole wooden structure reverberated. 

Once inside, she paused for a moment; before stepping to the side and throwing her fists into the wall!

[i]"Bad move. Stupid move! Why did I even try in the first place?!"[/i]

Muttering a series of curses in Darnassian under her breath, Rithrynn knocked her forehead into the wall before turning still. What had she really expected to happen? She knew Sharon and Liaena were deeply entrenched in their relationship. Without any sudden, major changes; what were her chances anyway?!

Biting her lips, she eventually moved away from the wall and the dent she had made in it. After all, she still had another choice; Sherpa. Liaena had Sharon, so what wrong was it that she could have Sherpa? Liaena would obviously not consent to it, but she didn't need to know. She wouldn't know, being far away in that dwarven alehouse, which probably housed some of her relatives if one were to judge by their height.

"[i]Fine then... I still have paths left to walk.[/i]" Rithrynn muttered to herself, before she returned her gaze towards the door to her room. But as she was about to open it, she paused for a moment; as she had felt a wet patch running down her cheek. Realizing that a tear had escaped her eye, the Sentinel froze, before calmly moving a finger up to her face and removing it. 
But as she opened the door and walked out of the room, she suddenly saw a pair of gloves lying outside of her door.

It was her gloves!

[i]" ... I left them!"[/i]

Picking them up, she looked around but she couldn't see anyone in the corridor. Was it Sharon who had returned them to her? Staring down at them for a moment, she eventually put them on. She didn't know why, but it made her feel happy, and not just because she had gotten them back. 
Walking through the corridors, she headed down towards the atrium, a soft smile now having appeared on her face.