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[right][color=#99ccff]Location:[/color] Feydellia, Feydellia Palace[/right]
[right][color=#99ccff]Interaction:[/color][@LuckyBlackCat], [@Crimson Flame] [/right]
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	Vyvien flew directly towards the palace. As she flew over the streets bustling with fairies of all colors she could see not many of them noticed the vibrant lights in the sky spelling out a call for help. Vyvien concluded that if this many people enjoying the festivities didn’t notice the sign, then it was probably a good thing she did. At the very least someone would come to respond. There probably was not enough time to stop and point out the call for help to the others. Too many of them were enjoying their merriment, and Vyvien didn’t know the circumstances for the help. She didn’t want to start a panic.

	As she neared the vibrantly pink palace, her mind raced with different scenarios of what could have happened. It could not have been a small thing. An incident involving only a couple party goers wouldn’t call for a kingdom call for aide. Unless it involved the royal family. In that case, wouldn’t they have a private team of security or doctors on hand? Whatever happened must have involved more fairies than the ballroom attendants could address.

	As Vyvien continued pondering what would await her as she rushed towards the open palace doors, she failed to look properly ahead of herself. Notcing a figure standing by the door too late, Vyvien attempted to slow down, but still ultimately crashed into what Vyvien initially thought was perhaps a greeter.  Vyvien grabbed hold of a smooth, yet cold and hard surface as she danced around with a perfectly life-like statue of some fairy with her hand cupped by her mouth. Vyvien regained control of her flight and slowed herself to a stop. At the same time, she made sure that the statue she was dancing with was left standing, her feet firmly planted against the floor. Holding her hands up in front of her, Vyvien sighed with relief that the statue wasn’t at risk of falling.

	Now that her tango was finished, Vyvien gave the statue a quick look over. Whoever made it was very skilled, the statue was very lifelike. As she backed up she noticed that several other fairies their movements perfectly frozen in time. Their colors had faded into a photograph of masonry. The room was oddly quiet compared to the melodies and chatter of the streets just beyond the palace gates. 

	“Sorry Sorry for barging in like that. I saw the help sign and thought something terrible might have happened. I came as soon as I could and…” she stopped talking as something soft landed on her head. It bounced off and fell to the polished floor below. It was pastry. Vyvien looked up to see someone standing atop one of the chandeliers that hung high above the ballroom floor. It swayed under his weight as he gazed over the room. Vyvien then saw that several others had either arrived or were already here. Something still felt amiss. Based on the expressions everyone had, Vyvien got the impression that these were not any ordinary statues.

	“Were these fairies turned into stone?” Vyvien spoke softly. She gasped. She turned back to the one she had almost almost knocked over when she displaced it from the palace entrance. One of the others, a beautiful fairy in a muted blue-grey dress, appeared attached to her. The silvered fairy’s demeanor only reinforced the sinking feeling Vyvien had about the scene. To suddenly be petrified was a horrifying though. Vyvien wasn’t sure how to go about saving them. Regardless, Vyvien was ready to lend whatever aide she could towards that cause. It would be devastating if whoever or whatever caused this were to strike again.

	Vyvien noticed that Prince Sky was speaking with some of the others who had arrived before she did. She joined the small group. The prince seemed determined. He had an air of certainty about him, perhaps having an idea of who or what was behind the earthly transformation of his subjects. Now that she thought about it, it was probably him who sent the message in the sky.

	“Hi hi. I’m Vyvien. I saw the lights calling for help. How can I help?” Vyvien was the last to arrive from what she could tell. The air was starting to feel a little tense. It was clear no one had a clear idea of what happened. That is except for the prince who was was convinced of something. There was still a lot of uncertainty. “I’m not sure sure of what I can do to help, yet. But I’m at your disposal.”