Two guards came running at Lily's call, and soon enough the entire household was roused. It took some few hours before the grounds had been properly checked, but no one found so much as a trace of the young lady's "intruder". No matter what she said, gradually her family decided she must have had some sort f walking nightmare.
"Are you sure you're feeling alright?" her mother murmured as she ushered her back to bed while the house settled down. "Perhaps this is a new symptom of your ailment."
"It's not- I don't have any ailments, Mother!" Lily protested. "I'm telling you, there was a man in the garden, and I think he was sent to- to kill someone. Please, you have to tell father to double the guards-"
"Lily, you must rest, my dear." Lydia shook her head as she shook the younger woman back into her room.
"You have to believe me!"
"Mother." Jorris was suddenly at their mother's side, laying a hand on her arm. "Let me," he murmured. Lydia sighed and nodded, casting a last worried glance at her daughter before turning to make her way back to her chambers.
Lily whirled on her brother, grabbing his arms. He flinched slightly, blinking down at her. "Jorris, please listen, we're in danger, you have to-"
"Lily." He pulled her into his chest, stroking her hair gently. "Shh, sister. I believe you, I do." He kissed the top of her head and sheperded her to the bed. "I'll talk to them, but you must rest."
Slowly, she nodded, climbing into bed and pulling the blankets up to her head.
It took a while, but finally she managed to slip into sleep.