[center][i][h1][color=lightgreen]Sabina Parrish[/color][/h1][/i]
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Sabina hummed a tune as she began collecting herbs Freya's mother needed. While some of the nobles back in the castle would think that it was menial work, she actually quite enjoyed it. She stopped when she could no longer hear Freya's voice. She turned back, realizing that she had wandered off a little too far and noted that only Theoduin was with her. Her cheeks flushed pink.

[color=lightgreen]"I... Perhaps we should head back to where we left Freya,"[/color] she suggested.

[hr][center][i][h1][color=slategray]Hatharal Zylvaris[/color][/h1][/i]
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Hatharal narrowed his eyes at the two human females as he watched them converse with the light skinned elf. Was it human nature to readily trust in a being clearly different from them and who, until now, they thought merely as fiction? And why would an elf who appeared to be of noble birth be interested in humans? He watched as his kin smiled at the human princess perhaps a little too much and his thoughts turned back to his original assumptions.  It appeared the the elf was truly enamored by the human. And if he would hazard a guess, he'd wager that none in Ilyra knew that he was here.

[color=slategray][i]How fortunate for me.[/i][/color] He smirked.

As soon as the Princess and the elf stepped beyond the trees and out of sight, the drow dropped down from his perch on the tree branch, landing soundlessly on his feet. The female guard of the Princess had her head turned away from him, making it easy for him to pull his sword from its scabbard, bat away her sword and point its tip at her jugular.

[color=slategray]"How foolish of your kind to readily trust in an elf,"[/color] he said in his deep baritone.