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Nalia shook her head and gently placed a warm hand over Juniper's when the young woman clamped down on her sleeve, her eyes catching the toss of the coin to her sister. However, she had no plan to ask her what it was, not yet, as she knew the young girl would speak to her when she was ready to do so. She wanted her to know she could still trust her older sister and that she only spoke to Juniper the way she did so Fiona wouldn't think of some reason to try to take care of things her own way. Nalia loved and trusted her sister, wanted her to be a part of whatever they needed to do to find out exactly what happened to their father. After all, he had been the only living relative that truly tied her to the two siblings she had through blood. The fact that she was of a different mother was not something well known to the young Juniper, not unless their father had told her, she wasn't even sure her brother knew and that was probably a good thing.
"If you will follow me please," she said to the Crow before gently taking Juniper's hand, she knew the young woman was having a hard time, though she was not sure as to what it had been caused by. No, it didn't really matter did it? She was the eldest and she would do what she could to show her sister that she was there for her. She had tried to do such things for Lucien in the past, but with his hotheadedness she was not sure it ever really got through to him in the end. "Meldyr, I would like to you stand watch outside the Study, make sure no one comes in that should not... which is basically everyone who will not be in the room." Moving away from the table, she looked to the servants for a brief moment, "We have barely had the time to eat, I would like you to bring enough food for my guest, siblings and myself. Include an extra sweet for my sister dear."
Smiling down at Juniper, she nodded to her before motioning for the other two to follow her to her father's- no damn it it was her's, to her study. Gods be damned how long would it take her to get used to that train of thought? In the end she figured it didn't really matter, eventually she would start calling it her own but for now it wouldn't be too bad to just figure it was her father's, even if he was to never use it again. The room was being used for it's intended purpose, and she had already made up her mind that she wanted to teach Juniper all she could about leading the house should something happen to her. Nalia had long since had her will written out at her father's bidding and it left Juniper with far more than the young girl would have ever assumed she would get.
Once within the Study, she closed the door behind the other three and took her place at the desk, though she did not sit, she would not sit. "With those doors closed everyone here is an equal," Nalia said calmly, "No one is above the other and no one is to cut the other off. Crow, if it so pleases you, please tell us what you have come to report."
