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Super-Earth
- Joined
- Mar 9, 2011
- Location
- |.Limbo.|
*Illayna sat quietly in the deserted garden. Unfamiliar with the area she had hoped to venture out and learn of her new surroundings but had been asked politely to remain within the confines of her new home. The young woman sat quietly, ankles crossed, one hand gently stroking the silk fur of the wolf-dog who perched protectively at her right. The other softly stroking strands of honey hued tresses from her face. This was a new kingdom, her new home. She'd been retrieved by the local entertainer for her talents upon the Violin. Her first show was to be in a fortnight, a performance for the King she had been told. A King she did not quite know.
"Well, Kaian.. what ever have I gotten myself into?"
She asked softly to the creature at her side, whose ears twitched and attention looked up at her, he gave her a soft whine and a gentle nudge of sympathy. Stormy grey eyes peered out over the iris that bloomed through the garden accompanied by the princess lillies and other such floral beauties. The evening had drawn to a quiet end and a slight chill had cooled the air. Both hands rose to tug her cloak tighter about her, a sleek black tunic and charcoal tights tucked into leather boots adorned her curvy frame.
"Perhaps we should head in, Lord Dane said he was expecting company.."
"Well, Kaian.. what ever have I gotten myself into?"
She asked softly to the creature at her side, whose ears twitched and attention looked up at her, he gave her a soft whine and a gentle nudge of sympathy. Stormy grey eyes peered out over the iris that bloomed through the garden accompanied by the princess lillies and other such floral beauties. The evening had drawn to a quiet end and a slight chill had cooled the air. Both hands rose to tug her cloak tighter about her, a sleek black tunic and charcoal tights tucked into leather boots adorned her curvy frame.
"Perhaps we should head in, Lord Dane said he was expecting company.."