~ 14:57: Midland - Broken Duck Inn ~
Trinia appeared to be acquiescent, but there was some apprehension on her disguised face. It had not been lost upon her about the change in plans and the attitudes coming from some of the sisters.
Reluctantly she said, “Okay, I will pretend to be my male cousin. Hey! I said I am coming.” She objected to be handled and ushered a little roughly. But she did not try to get away as the pace increased once outside the inn.
Upon seeing your course set for the Citadel, Trinia was not exactly surprised, yet her steps slowed involuntarily. Narissa had warned her so she did not resist much when Visara and Narissa got her moving again.
The guards on duty at the gate looked unusually agitated and nervous. Something obviously had them on edge. The obvious explanation of a the mob seeking the artist did not appear to be the cause. Since leaving the Broken Duck Inn, the sisters had not heard any sounds of the mob rampaging around Midland.
The guards appeared to recognize the sisters.