It has been some time, and for Inessa's part she's been immersed in her projects, attempting to learn all she can for the sake of the shard-bearers. Any time away from that or the red lyrium research triggers some guilt, but she's been telling herself Nevarra is the perfect place to gain more tomes toward that end. The parade was an unexpected diversion, not unwelcome until the eruption of feuding.

As Garahel moves to position himself between them and the shouting people, rumbling uneasily, she places a calming hand on him. "And then the chaos engulfs us before we have time to depart? That was not exactly the sort of visit I had intended.

...I did see them selling miniatures of the dragons and slayers, the way we had come. If you think Kieran would like them, I would purchase one." Why not, she has the money and everyone should have a Nevarran dragon of their own. As long as the chaos doesn't follow them, that is.