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[color=4169E1]- [I]Madeline Bridges[/I][/color]
[/center][hr][center][b][color=4169E1]Location:[/color][/b] Servants' Quarters (Her Bedroom)
[b][color=4169E1]Skills:[/color][/b] Perception
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	Lyra's head turned sharply when she heard the baby start to scream, a frown pulling down at her features. She didn't like seeing the infant upset, or anyone for that matter. As such, she was half-tempted to go over to the new parents and offer them her help, not that she was anymore skilled with newborns than they were. A grimace soon crossed her features as the image of her long, beautiful locks being burnt off and leaving her essentially bald flashed through her head. Yeah, maybe she would let the fireproof dragon mother handle that--[i]situation[/i]. After all, she would be lucky to leave the baby's fiery temper tantrum with her life, let alone with her dignity intact. She just hoped that the baby didn't burn down the entire building.

	She shook her head lightly, pulling herself out of her thoughts and turning her attention to Asha. She gave the woman a small smile before angling the book towards her. [color=4169E1]"I am unsure. The main text is most assuredly the Old Tongue of my people, but this smaller text--"[/color] she began, before being obnoxiously interrupted by Puck. She glanced back at him, arching a pale brow expectantly. However, it quickly became clear that he didn't know what language it was either. As he walked off in seeming embarrassment, her gaze, which was now lit with amusement, slowly came back up to meet Asha's. She suddenly couldn't help but feel more self-conscious than before as she realized how close they were standing to one another. She quickly looked back down at the book, distracting herself with the strange text. 

	Her eyes squinted slightly as she spotted something she hadn't noticed before. In the corner of the book, written in small letters, were the initials [i]G.M.M.S.[/i] She ran her fingertips over the letters, her brows furrowing slightly, before her gaze went back over to her chest of drawers. [color=4169E1]"The text isn't the only oddity. Here take this,"[/color] she stated, handing the book over to Asha. She walked over to her jewelry box and opened the top of it. She let out a small sigh of relief to see that the small portrait was still intact. [color=4169E1]"This small portrait was tucked in between the pages. What do you make of it?"[/color] she questioned as she walked back over to Asha with the slip of paper in hand.