Perched up on the battlements, Araceli spies Korrin easily when she arrives at the gates; soldiers are good drinking companions, they tend to tell her plenty of things she might want to hear, and they always know the comings and goings if Araceli doesn't know enough herself from her vantage points. Maybe she could come down right away, but she walks along the rooftops until Korrin's alone, slips down onto the hayloft roof, silent as can be. This is how she does these sort of things if she can.

(Grief like this hasn't touched her friends at home, only Leandra, and that was before. Before Araceli snuck into her life, her grieving done the way a queen grieves. Grief for a father is a different thing again.)

She slips down onto the roof of the stable proper, a horse whickering when it smells her though how it can when Korrin is...maybe Korrin fell? But she isn't carrying herself as if wounded, and someone would have told Araceli that much. Rooftops are faster than the ground, so Araceli is back in their rooms when Korrin arrives because some things are best done privately.

"You were to send word when you were at the gate sirena," she tells her because this is Araceli, Araceli just knows things, as she pushes herself away from where she's been pretending to read a book, turning just so, curls over her shoulder. Lux yawns hugely but it's late in the evening and he's fluffed up from a bath, he won't pester either of them.