Layers upon layers, but Kell was probably the last line of defense...and the most powerful. Knowing there were others did not quite loosen the knot in her chest. Kell had always told her he wasn't a prince, even when Rhy called him brother and called him loved.

Kell was a bodyguard, bound to Rhy and bound to the castle. And even though Rhy loved him, loved him as if they shared the same blood - and they did now, she supposed - she had to wonder...

But it wasn't right to ask.

Instead, she relented somewhat. Let him back inside but kept those things locked away for the moment, where they could ruminate without troubling Kell. Leaning up a little, she almost bumped his head with hers, cat-like. "So long as no one else slips through the fissure between worlds. There is a door back there, you will recall." Immund never said if it was one use. "When I go back, I'll make certain it's closed. Or destroyed."