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[color=D399E0]Location: Leaving the Winged Boar, Aven, Askavi, Terreille[/color][/center][hr][hr]

[color=SlateBlue]"He will be coming with us until I can work my Craft upon him."[/color] Fatima breathed a sigh of relief at this.  She could perhaps lobby for him to not be killed.  Perhaps to even keep him close.  She desperately wanted this connection to her old life but understood the need for the sacrifice of it if she were to join this band of rebels. [color=SlateBlue]"A word, Lord Jandar."[/color]

[color=20B2AA]“I will be but a moment, my Lady."[/color]  Fatima inclined her head, giving her understanding.  She did not at all mind and his gesture of concern for her was well received.  Her Court was feeling much more like [i]HER COURT[/i] and it was an odd one.  Well, odd feeling though the Court could be described as odd as well in so far.  She turned her attention to Jassen with a smile and moved toward him.  Once at his side she reached out and grabbed two of his fingers, much like she would do when she was little.  Unfortunately, it seemed the man was quite upset.  Her smile turned to concern as she listened to him speak.

"Lady, it is a trap. How can we trust this Widow? Let alone the [i]Reaper[/i]."

She mulled this over thoughtfully, pressing close to Jassen as the move out of the tavern.  Her brows furrowed as she considered this as an option.  Could it be a trap?  In what way?  What would these rebels gain from capturing or murdering a Queen?  Well, of course, there was the Queen Killer among them.  But this was [i]her[/i] Queen Killer.  Something about that made him okay.  And she could understand why the action was done, even if it was considered in poor taste.  She turned bright, white-gold eyes upon the man who had been her companion throughout her entire life.

[color=D399E0]"Maybe we can trust them.  I could not voice why to you,"[/color] she said in a low whisper, excitement edging the notes of her tones.  [color=D399E0]"There is something in my gut that screams [b]'YES!'[/b] and I would do well to listen to it.  The Reaper is one of mine.  This is a man who will protect me.  I am absolutely sure of it.  And Jandar as well.  I had been prevented so long from forming this Court but no one told me how much it would seem like a part of me had always been missing and now is coming together.  And even if it is a trap, I think refusing it, not taking up this chance, would be a greater evil."[/color]  For a moment she thought about the dead boy she had once held.  [color=D399E0]"I have a chance to help not only our people but everyone as well.  And once that is done, I can come back to our little village."[/color]  She let out a small, bell-like laugh.  [color=D399E0]"Mayhaps I am waxing a bit poetic but... Things [i]feel[/i] right to me." [/color] She shook her head and patted his arm.  [color=D399E0]"It will be alright.  I can feel a fresh breeze upon my face."[/color]  She gave him one last stunning smile before she skipped ahead (quite literally) to catch Xandar before he flew off.  [color=D399E0]"Would you take me with you?  Perhaps it is presumptuous to ask but I have never flown before!"[/color]