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While Sorrell tried to hide away from whatever was going on over his head, Sun laughed, not surprised that the kid had woken up just as he finally started dating Blake.

"Sorry about the timing kid. Didn't mean for that to be the first thing you saw."

Sorrell whined, rubbing his eyes.

"Does this mean you're dating Ms. Blake now?"

Sorrell asked, looking up at Sun. Sun nodded and Sorrell grinned, hugging Blake and Sun just as Kali walked into the room.

"Well not to interrupt the cuddle session, which I seem to do often, but one of Sienna's loyalists managed to go through her room and give me most of her paperwork. Was anyone aware that Sorrell has a….well….a stepmother?"

Sorrell tilted his head a bit, he had no clue he'd had a godmother, but he did have some idea of who his stepmother possibly was. His mother had asked that if Sorrell saw the woman coming and going to simply ignore her and act as if she'd never been there if any of the guards asked. Something Sorrell made a point to do, even when the woman often rewarded him with small trinkets and bobbles, and occasionally candy. From time to time however, he would talk to her, and the woman seemed friendly enough. To Sorrell anyway.

"Uh….."

Sorrell mumbled, his mother had never told him if anyone knew about the woman who often came to visit, and had never even told him her name. For the most part, Sorrell didn't address the woman, and she would give him a fond pat on the head from time to time. She never tried to pet his ears, and usually after he'd spot her going to visit his Mother, when he heard her get ready to leave, he'd always distract the guards on the end of the hallway by getting them to play a game with him. Though, strangely enough, there were times when he hadn't seen or heard the woman enter his mother's room, but had caught her leaving, and when the opposite had happened, and he'd caught her going, but not coming.

"Do you know anything Sorrell?"

Sorrell felt guilty, but he still wasn't sure about if the woman who'd been visiting his mother was his stepmother, or just a friend of his mother's.

"Not really, no."

He mumbled, sitting slightly more upright.

Kali saw the movement and leaned against a wall.

"Sorrell, did anyone come and visit your mother without really explaining why they were there?"

Kali asked, realizing that it was quite possible Sorrell had seen someone, and just didn't know the significance.

"Uh…..there was one lady. I never saw her face, or learned her name. Mommy just said to act like I didn't see her. She was nice to me though. She'd sometimes bring me cool stuff. Little things. And there were always feathers lying around after she left."

Kali didn't quite know what to do with that information, but Qrow, who'd walked into the room behind her to see how Sorrell was doing, had heard enough to get a bit of a plan.

"Kid, you said you never saw the lady's face?"

He asked, fairly sure that what Sorrell would tell him next would confirm or deny what he thought.

"Never. Any time I saw her she was wearing a white and red mask. It looked like a nevermore from one of the books one of the guards gave me."

Kali didn't know why Qrow suddenly looked so confused and upset, but she put it down to something that only members of the Branwen family were privy to.

"Anything else about her?"

Qrow asked, not willing to jump to conclusions, and shying away from confirming what he feared.

"Nope."

He said, popping the 'p'. Qrow sighed. He wasn't sure if that was a family trait or what, because Ruby and Yang did it as well, almost subconsciously.

"Well then. I think I know who the kid's stepmom is. But I sure am hoping she was just a friend, or else things get weird."

He grumbled before heading out. He had been on a mission when he'd met Sienna that night, and was using a false name, so it was possible she just didn't know the relation between himself and the woman wearing a Nevermore mask.

The reasoning behind it never bothered him, his only thoughts were trying to figure out if his semblance brought bad luck onto himself, and praying to Oum that he was wrong about the identity of the woman who, for now, went without a name.

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