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Ragar is very much aware of Sierra’s deliberate detachment on him. They continued their journey with her already wearing a mask when they were not even on the road yet. They did not see each other last night after what had happened to them and even in the morning as the group prepared for the trip since she only showed up when they were all ready to leave. The first thing she did was go to the King and ask how he was feeling. After her short talk with the monarch, she got onto her horse, ignoring him and everybody else. She was even the first to head out, leading the group out of Rikkah, knowing the direction already. She is in her all black ensemble. Black shirt, trousers, shoes, mask and even her veil. Kierran rides beside her and just by staring at them, Ragar could feel something is o