Tiranit started following you!
It had been years since she had been within 100 miles of her "brother".
After the Netherworld Empresses had left her (or she them, as they case may be) life had been harder on Maharl. No one was fooled by her meat puppet of a disguise any longer, making begging food incredibly difficult. It had gotten to the point that she eventually left her Netherworld for a chance to start over. Last Tuesday, she landed on one remarkably similar to the one she once called home. There was an overlord named Laharl here, one with blue hair and vassals named Etna and Flonne.
Maharl had recently discovered the location of the castle and had made her way to it. At the moment, she was walking down the halls, attempting to find the throne room.