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[h1][i][color=ec008c]Whyspe Algrae[/color][/i][/h1][/center]

When Esyla moved into her defense, Whyspe felt her chest tighten. Esyla always stood up for her, even when it meant that sh emight lose a friend in the process. The girl couldn't help but be grateful. There was a part of her, though, that didn't really understand why Esyla did what she did. When the elder of the two spoke to the girl with Cerulean eyes, she simply glared. After a moment or two of her mouth opening and closing repeatedly she turned and walked away without a word.

WHyspe smiled graciously at Esyla as she helped lift her to her feet, but she still found herself unable to speak. Instead, she nodded toward her group. She needed to go to the infirmary and take her medication, so someone needed to take the group back to the Auditorium to wait for a secondary assembly to begin. 

She hoped she hadn't left too bad of an impression on the group. After a moment, she turned to look at all of them, a sheepish smile on her face. She mouthed the words that she couldn't say. [i][color=ec008c]I'm sorry.[/color][/i] with that she allowed her sister to help her to the infirmary, her head bowed low.

What exactly happened when her parents died? Who saved her? Where did they go? 

Would she ever know any of the answers she so desperately sought?