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[color=D399E0]Location: Queen's Residence, Eldan, Hayll[/color][/center][hr][hr]

She was placing some necessary, womanly items into a bag (hairbrush, soap, perfume) when there came a knock at her door.  She paused and glanced over her shoulder.  [color=D399E0]"Come in,"[/color] she called lightly.  A young maid entered all nervous and unsure.  Fatima gave her one of her famous, charming smiles.  [color=D399E0]"What can I do for you?"[/color] she asked softly, turning away from the bags to watch the girl carefully.  She mentioned potentially knowing a person.  A person who what?  In what way could this person be helpful?

Finally, the girl got the nerve to speak up on her thoughts about her Queen leaving her land.  It was as if an arrow had struck her directly in the heart.  The Queen absently smoothed the skirts of her dress as she moved toward the windows at the other end of her room.  She was quiet for a long moment, looking out over her little town.  It wasn't much but it was hers and she loved it so dearly.  She had never thought she would feel such a connection for a single area of land.  In her younger years, she had always assumed she would just travel the world.  That her mother would live forever.

[color=D399E0]"I'll tell you a secret,"[/color] she said as she approached the young maid.  She took the girl's hands into her own and sat down upon the bed.  She invited Illyria to do the same.  [color=D399E0]"I would very much like to stay and help here.  So, tell me little one.  Who is it that you know and in what way might they help me?"[/color]  She paused, considering her verbiage.  [color=D399E0]"Help us."[/color]