[h2][colour=#C21E56] Evelyn Marrion [/colour][/h2]
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[colour=#C21E56] Location [/colour] Temple of Seluna.
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Evelyn's head rose back up hearing the bright voice, his tone more of a polite response to Evelyn’s fumbling and embarrassment. Her eyes dared not meet his own as a way to be respectful. She wasn't afraid, in fact, she was somewhat surprised. Most nobles and marqués would always ridicule her for her standing in society. She never complained because it helped pay for her and her family's roof. But the nobles with their proper etiquette lifestyle could be quite stressful.

Her grip on her dress eased. Evelyn’s lips parted slightly, and a small mist escaped as she was about to thank the man for the polite courtesy. The sound of crushed snow under heavy boots caused her voice to stay, from the cloaks and how armoured they were they looked like guards, really an elite class of guards. 

Her mind quickly raced through her head, she looked back towards the Blight-born, could he be the Prince? That thought was quickly debunked as one of the guards spoke with a tone of authority to the white haired female. 

Protection? Evelyn wasn't sure if she was allowed to hear this sort of discussion. But as she looked at the white haired female, Lady Moonshadow, how important are these two people? 

The Blight-born voice cut through the cold air like a blade, Evelyn jolted in fright, not expecting it from him. Too much was happening, all too fast, she was barely able to keep up with everything to process. Before she knew it the Blight-born along with their company were heading off, 

she wanted to stop him,
 
Wanted to thank him, 

Wanted to know his name but he was gone. 

Evelyn let out a small sigh, then with a shake of her form snow fell off of her cloak in clumps she wanted to go after them, wanted to learn more about the situation that was happening so she could help with, that was the problem what could she even do. The only things that Evelyn could help with was making adjustments or making garments, not exactly worthy roles for people of that standing. Instead she smiled at the other blight-born and her company and walked off through the cold. 
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