[center]    [i][color=00a99d][b]~Alia Krishkov~[/b] [/color][/i]

  She must have been sitting on the edge of the bed for a couple of hours now, staring at the shut curtains, without actually seeing them, for her mind was travelling elsewhere, in foreighn realms. Leaning forward with her elbows on her knees and her head resting on one hand, the other caressing the back of her neck, she didn't make a sound. What is the difference between knowledge and ignorance? Both are burdens, in their own manner. Ignorance repels communication. Knowledge brings responsibility. Balance is the answer, she soon figured. Running her hand through her hair, she stood up, and in some human seconds put all her books back in their place, before heading for the stables. Even immortals need some time of no thinking. Maybe even more than mortals. 
  A strange aura was lingering in the castle that day. She could smell fresh blood, but it mattered not. It was as if the scent of blood was now embendded in the castle, in every brick and every expensive carpet, every luxurious armchair and every cold stone, the scarlet fragance was emanating from her skin; and if her vains contained any, it mattered not. Alia nodded kindly to some guards she passed by, as they bowed deeply. Nobility is a graceful ornament to the royal order. 
 She could hear the horses rearing the moment she exited the castle. Alia made it to the stables, and was glad to find Adam there. She spent a century in her room, and the library, she knew it was time to start communicating again, for the time she spent in her personal solitude had become a way of living, and she shouldn't sink in it again; and for the past week she had done so. 

[color=fdc68a][i]"Salute Monsieur."[/i][/color] She allowed herself to gift a light smile to the horseman. 
[color=fdc68a][i]"It's a delight seeing you take care of our noble friends, dear Adam. How have you been lately?[/i][/color]
Alia proceeded to stroke her horse's neck gently. [color=fdc68a][i]"And how has he been? Frustration is dripping from his hooves."[/i][/color] 

  Alia was very fond of Allegro. He was a dutiful animal, soft with people. Adam of course was aware of it, and the stallion was indeed taken good care of, which made the lady happy. [/center]

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