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A little while later, Floralia found herself in one of the passageways of the castle, near the room where her parents once resided in at night. She missed them more than anything in the world in that moment, even her mother who she hadn't ever known. Her childish instincts brought her down this hall and allowed her to continue crying until she no longer had tears to cry out. She allowed herself to fall gracefully to the ground against the wall, thinking about everything that's happened. What is the time now? Should I wait until later to deal with this? Can I even deal with this? She wondered as her head nodded forwards and drifted her into a deep slumber.