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	Out of the corner of her eye, Lyra caught the look of pure, unadulterated wonder that took over Asha's features, and she couldn't quite help but to take a quick glance over at the woman to get a better look. A soft smile graced her lips before her attention returned to the apparently real, live dragon, a [b]Tyme[/b] dragon to use Asha's words. She didn't know what a [b]Tyme[/b] dragon, but considering Asha's awestruck reaction, she could only assume it was something truly rare. The fact that Asha and Arya didn't seem overly concerned or alarmed by the appearance of this admittedly majestic beast put her mind a bit at ease. That is not to say however that she was going to fully let her guard down. She would be a fool to not have a healthy respect, and perhaps fear, of the undoubtedly powerful dragon.

	She tensed slightly as the young ExtraOrdinary Apprentice unabashedly walked right up to the dragon and its rider. Did he honestly even know what he was doing? She doubted it if his slightly terse words to them were any indication. Her lips thinned as she watched and waited with helpless apprehension to see how the newcomers would take Atkin's none too friendly words. She let out a small breath that she hadn't realized that she had been holding when they seemed to take it decently. [i]Wait. Did that dragon just talk?![/i] Her eyes widened and her mouth fell agape when the dragon's body then began to shimmer and crackle before shrinking down into the form of a human. [i]Wow, just wow.[/i] She glanced back over at Asha for a moment. As she began to relax, she was finally able to understand and share some of the wizard's amazement. When it came to the [b]Tyme[/b] dragon, there was certainly more than meets the eye. She was indeed curious about it and interested in learning more, but she knew that now was definitely not the time for that.

	Lyra blinked when the woman, who mind you had just been a dragon, stated that her and her apparent husband were here looking for their child. She tilted her head to the side slightly, brows furrowing. It couldn't possibly be just an uncanny coincidence that the same day she had found a dragon egg a real live mother dragon shows up. She took a step forward, fully intending on sending the parents in the right direction. It was really no question in her mind. Dragon or not, it was still a child, and a child needed its parents. She wasn't selfish enough, or stupid enough for that matter, to keep the egg for herself. Whatever value it had wasn't hers to be had. She sheathed her sword and closed the remaining distance between her and the dragon people. As she came to a stop in front of them, she then promptly curtsied deeply. [color=4169E1]"Lady Maehers and Lord Laine, my name is Lyra Lauerk, the lady-in-waiting to Princess--excuse me, [I]Queen[/I] Valda. It is an honor to welcome you to The Palace of the Small Wet Country Across the Sea,"[/color] she greeted them politely before getting straight to the point. [color=4169E1]"If I may be so bold, I believe I know this child you are speaking of. Earlier this morning, I found a dragon egg. Please allow me to take you to him or her. I do not wish to keep you from your child."[/color]