Her arms were raised with her hands rested on the back of her head, her fingers interlaced as she peered into a few rooms as she walked. Her heels clicked on the dark marble floors and every once in a while she would graze her fingertips along a surface, or some strange crystal that was growing before putting them back up behind her.
She had yet to find anything particularly interesting outside of the architecture of the castle they were in and she hadn't run into any of the strange crystalline servants.. Which, as far as Leto was concerned, was in their best interest. Because the more tired and hungry she got, the grumpier this entire situation made her. And the grumpier it made her, the shorter her temper and the more she wanted to punch Altea and her servants in the face. That is how you solve problems, obviously.
Ok, maybe not. But whatever. Leto sighed heavily as she peeked into yet another empty room, red eyes scanning over it's contents to see if there was anything of value to her or the Court.
Kitomyx
Sorry if it's short! I figure it's vague enough that Ptolemy can run into her XD