[ Hermione hasn't, admittedly, spent a lot of time in and out of the rooms of the rest of the Council; she's been busy doing her own work, working hard to try and make and do things for the Seelie cause as much as she can while remaining somewhat neutral. The last few months have been harder, though, and she has been drawing into herself a little more, each movement she makes careful and steady. She has lost so much in the span of a year that she isn't sure what to do but try to aggressively protect as many other people as she possibly can.
That is what brings her to Kayneth's rooms, hovering outside for a few moments with a little box in her hand, the metal inside of it familiar; her magic had imbued it with power and protection, as well as a means to communicate, and she's careful as she lifts a hand to knock.
She likes Kayneth and she's closer to him than she is others on the council itself so she's looking forward to spending a little time with him, chatting and finally handing over the gift she has. They might even be able to talk about books. ]
april; the citadel.
That is what brings her to Kayneth's rooms, hovering outside for a few moments with a little box in her hand, the metal inside of it familiar; her magic had imbued it with power and protection, as well as a means to communicate, and she's careful as she lifts a hand to knock.
She likes Kayneth and she's closer to him than she is others on the council itself so she's looking forward to spending a little time with him, chatting and finally handing over the gift she has. They might even be able to talk about books. ]