Two Eyes Cenote (BOO) Daughter of mine.

Across the dead space she went, as powerful as a gathering storm, as formless; to the place where @Toula slept.

Daughter? Oh sweet girl, my girl,
No! This one, asleep in luxury, this one she did not know.

A chill filled the girl's quarters that night, one which could not be remedied. At first it was a sombre feeling, then one of sadness; a creeping damp that came as petrichor.

Princess... The voice a whisper only she would hear.