[Center][h3][Color=Crimson]Amara[/Color][/h3]
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Not quite sure what she had been expecting Mr Reinhart to look like; but either way the man was rather intimidating. Especially the way he sized her up; as if she was trespassing. Swallowing, she shifted her weight between her feet. It seemed like he did not realise, that she was needed. Had he been expecting another soldier? A male perhaps? Amara knew that she didn't fit into the fighter category. She was far from a fighter like the next female that lived within the capitol. Not exactly a pleasant greeting. Amara could say that much. But the young woman certainly had other skills of importance that would benefit the task ahead. [Color=Crimson] "My name is Amara sir. Amara Crellin. I believe, that I have been requested here, for a meeting of importance." [/Color] She explained politely. That she indeed was here for a reason, and not trespassing. 

Before she could say something else to the large man, another voice interrupted the moment. Glancing towards the younger male that had spoken. Seems like her chosen companion had came to the rescue. His timing, indeed was good. Saving her from possibly getting yelled at by Mr Reinhart.

Sighing in relief, Amara nodded. [Color=Crimson] "Yes, I have been on the look-out for you." [/Color] She spoke with a soft smile. [Color=Crimson] "I am sorry if I kept you waiting. As I was trying to explain to Mr Reinhart, the weather made my journey bit longer than expected." [/Color] Unlike Amara, he had a bit of a strong and toned build, fit enough for a warrior. But she did not want to make presumptions. For he might not be. Despite the fact that he looked like he was able of being one. If her future companion had not shown himself, at such a time. Amara would have struggled to explain her sudden appearance to Mr Reinhart...especially when the guards were training. But Valentin looked out of place, like she did did. 

Looking around them, it felt bit awkward with the shouts and yells from the guards on the training grounds around them. [Color=Crimson] "Is there a more appropriate, place that we can talk?" [/Color] The blonde questioned. Not wanting anyone to overhear anything of importance, if they happened to be eavesdropping for one reason or another. Glancing between Valentin and Mr Reinhart, in hopes that one of them might know a more convenient place for talking.