Kit woke up that morning in her hotel room with a headache pounding in her head and a an ache in her belly. Sitting up she sighed, rustling her white shiny locks. She thought about her weird, vivid dream a moment. She had been running away from someone, running, running, running, but the person chasing after her only slowed or gained speed when she did, and eventually she had stopped, and when she did, so did the person chasing after her. It was a weird dream devoid of meaning really, but Kit was interested in dreams because dreams let her see. That was something she couldn't often do, only in her dreams did she remember, distortedly, what certain things looked like from before the age of six. But there were more pressing matters of the day, she had to get dressed and ready to go home. To go home. She remembered the events last night, as she began flipping up her covers and placed her feet on the floor. The ball. Lyle. He was going to come up to her hotel sometime before the carriage left, as she had told him to pack and come with her to her place. It would be a long car ride. Stretching out, Kit stood, shaking her head and letting the wood grains guide her to the bathroom where she cleaned herself up for the day. She dressed in a simple dress, dresses were much easier to coordinate than skirts and shirts because dresses were already styled as they should be. It was a mint green dress that was tight at the chest and fanned out from the waist with a little cream colored bow on the side, and a ribbon around where it was tightened around the waist. Slipping on simple black flats, she threw her hair in a side braid and began to pick up her stuff. Mentally she had conversations with herself, how she'd talk to Lyle without it being awkward, how she'd talk to her father without angering him when she says she's taking the throne. Kit felt around her lips, tracing the outlines of them before reaching for the lipgloss on her vanity and slicking it on. She liked the way it felt on her lips, smooth and non sticky. Before throwing it into a large black bag with the rest of her stuff. Hylei was a good 6 hour carriage ride, and a single day's trip by boat. It would be a long trip to think about and shuffle through all that had happened.