[center][color=pink][h2]Rosalia Flos[/h2][/color][/center]
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The only outward indication of any distress at the news came in the form of a furrowed brow and the faintest of frowns putting at her lips. Rosalia felt that familiar ache in her chest at the reminder that her home was no more, but the knowledge that her parents had at least managed to flee numbed a pain that otherwise would have been much more intense. Still, her heart ached for the friends who she knew had likely been unable to escape; although her mother and father had been able to use their rank to escape so quickly, the same could not be said for the majority of others.

That was merely one worry off of her chest though. Even if she were to ignore the fact that her younger sister was still unaccounted for, there was…you know, the whole thing about the land presently being under some sort of dire, mysterious threat. [color=pink][i]Truly,[/i][/color] she couldn’t help but note dryly, blinking slowly as her eyes scanned the crowd that surrounded her, [color=pink][i]There is never any rest for my poor heart.[/i][/color]

Her gaze flickered from face to face, taking in the different expressions that each individual wore. None, she noted with no surprise, looked remotely happy at the decree, though a few had a spark in their eyes as they quickly converged with others to whisper about something or the other. If she were to wager a guess, Rosalia would bet that some people were considering that little deal of the King’s. Money was always a powerful motivating factor, and the King obviously knew that it’d sway more than a few people. For a moment she wondered if they were aiming for two birds with one stone—find more information about this “threat” and simultaneously decrease the number of refugees that had suddenly flooded the kingdom by sending them off on a dangerous journey—but she dismissed the thought with a sharp shake of her head.

Rosalia had just been about to turn and leave when she caught a snippet of conversation from the small group of men that had formed just beside her. She hesitated for all of one moment before speaking up, her voice quiet but still audible above the din of voices around them. [color=pink]”Brave to be considering to undertake such a task,”[/color] she murmured, eyes drifting between each of them in turn (and momentarily doing a double-take at the fox), [color=pink]”Though I will be the first to admit that sitting here and doing nothing will do little to benefit us.”[/color]

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