[h2][center][color=#00A86B]Melinda L. Holstead[/color][/center][/h2] [hr] Melinda held her fox plushie tightly and had a bit of a shiver down her spine when she saw the King told the woman who outburst that she can have her freedom. She felt shadows surrounding her and moved her to the other side of the building, that had power behind to it. [color=00A86B][i]”What the…? That King has some power to move me… and did he say I belong to the hellhound,”[/i][/color] Melinda thought to herself, impressed with the Fae but magic isn’t around in the modern era. She held her fox plushie between her arms. She had a shiver down her spine because she remembered the hellhound’s anger towards that one woman. She had a smile only on her face mostly because of the hellhound’s golden eyes and they were different. Her eyes looking down at her fox plushie with a slight smile on her face. Melinda looked around the building and felt like whatever this is going on was about to end. She could tell that from hearing what the Fae King and Queen was talking about. [color=00A86B][i]”Favor? I guess that’s important in this world. I will keep that in mind,”[/i][/color] Melinda thought to herself, with a slight smile on her face. She enjoys learning new things but she had been coddled way too much by her parents. She was constantly escorted everywhere by her family’s bodyguards. She had always wanted to learn something new on her own instead of being guarded by her parents or her family’s bodyguards. [color=00A86B][i]”I am saddened that my only way to learn something new. Is in a whole new world without my parents being alive...,”[/i][/color] Melinda thought to herself, holding her fox plushie even more tightly. Melinda looked down to her fox plushie and smiled at all the good memories from her childhood. Her eyes blink a bit of certain things mostly the fact the fox Yin is going to chase the women who wanted to have freedom. [color=00A86B][i]”Something tells me that’s not going to well for her,”[/i][/color] Melinda thought to herself, while looking at her plushie. She held onto her plushie and looked at the ground.