After the kossith life had to eventually turn back to normal, right? She wished it would, but in Avalon, she had done something. Something that had felt so right in the moment, something that she had the prince bear witness to. Now that something was following her around the shop like a ghost. This was not what she thought it would be to have an imitation of Lyra's soul around. Were her intentions of having her as a protector too strong? Because now she was always within arm's reach of Nyla "Just stand over there." It felt odd ordering her around, but it was even more horrifying that she obeyed. It was when the doorbell chimed Nyla saw a way of escape "Freydis! come, come. Let's get some tea." She grabbed the other by the arm, pulling her back the way she came in. "Stay here and guard the shop." she ordered her protector.