The Castle loomed on the north side of the grounds. As she felt the gritty sand beneath her give way she looked up at Flare. He seemed preoccupied with a smattering of bone remnants he found. She looked beside him a few lengths away and noticed an odd shape in the earth. She pulled herself toward it cautiously, hoping he wasn't thinking she was running away.
"Master... My Lord! There's a big crack..." She said softly at first, before clearing her throat and calling louder. She pointed to the fissure, where a mix of soil and sand looked to be pulling itself apart.
As Flare's slave, he has full permission to do what he likes with her and enter any of Demelza's threads.