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Maenor: I laugh as I get down from the horse, "I think you'll survive." I say then ruffle her hair and head off to go but my horse in the stables. Luna: I roll my eyes at Maenor then direct my attention at Breeze. "I'm like to talk to her," I say, "It's urgent."

I give a glare in Meanor's direction then turn back to Luna "She's expecting you in the throne room." I turn to Elvira as I attempt to put my hair back in place "And you are expected in the fitting room, after a good meal, that is." I smile "Faeron knows the way to the kitchens quite well, I'll let him escort you there." I wave them off and go over to Luna "And I believe I shall escort you to the throne room, I've been told to by Mother Jenean, but I have a bad feeling it's just a way to corner me in order for security to escort me to a fitting room."

Luna: I chuckle, "I suppose your right," I say, "she does have a way of getting what she wants."

"Thats an understatement." I reply as we walk "All I know is, she's one of the few people I will run from, and one of the few who can catch me." I give a short laugh "But that won't stop me from fighting with all I've got." We get to the throne room. Luna goes ahead of me and as I enter two people get into place behind me. "Mother Jenean, who are my two shadows?" She just smiles "Oh, just some friends I've enlisted to aid me in my latest mission." "And that would be?" I hear a shift behind me and feel each of my arms being taken "To get you into the fitting room." Their grips tighten as I turn to Luna "Apparently I have a reputation of escapeing. Told you she'd do something like this." I pause for a sec. as I examine the situation "I also told you that I'd do my best to twart her plans." I twist out of their grip, flip over them and run out the door. Next thing I know, I'm being thrown to the ground and pulled up onto my feet. I'm escorted back into the throne room with one arm twisted behind my back, the other cuffed to my captor's arm "And heres the part where she catches me, despite my best efforts."

Luna: I laugh outright and smile, "you tried," I say with a shrug, "at least you went down fighting."

Faeron- I pulled Elvira towards the kitchen. "There's some really good things here sister. You'll love it." I say. We sit down at the table as the food comes out to us. "I'm really glad your all back, safe and all. Now that we're all together we can have a fun time tonight right sister?"----Elvira- I look at him and smile. But I was thinking that maybe I shouldn't go. I was no one important to celebrate. Plus I didn't have a dress to wear and those that they had in the fitting room probably wouldn't be of my taste. And didn't you had to have an escort or date for these type of things? I didn't know and sighed. I ate quietly then got up. "Why don't you go find Maenor or Breeze little one while i go do something ok?" I say as I walk out. I wanted to look around some.-----Faeron- "Alright." I say and I head over to where I last saw Maenor. "Hi Maenor. What are you doing?"

Maenor: "Looking over a map of the Regions," I say drawing an X on it as I spoke, "Hows your training going sport?"

Faeron- "It's great. I'm not a big fan of the mathematics, but I'll get through." I say. "But I have a question. How was my sister as you two traveled?"

Maenor: I raise and eyebrow, "She was fine," I say, "She's a very good horseman." I put my pencil down and tilt my head to the side, "Why?"

Faeron- "Just wondering." I smiled. "Did you like traveling with her?"

I'm uncuffed from the first guy whilee being held by another, then shoved in the fitting room. I hear a click as the door closes and locks behind me. A gaurd's shadow crosses in front of the door and stops in the middle "Stink it! It won't do me any good if I pick it!" I look around for another means of escape "You might as well stop looking, I chose this fitting room just for you." "Mistress Ash, I should have known." She smiles darkly and takes out her measuring string "Lets get this over with, shall we?" Later: I pick the lock on the door and see the gaurd shift it's position. Opening it I face a six-foot largly mucled man "At ease, soldier, mission accomplished. My forced fitting is over." He looks to Mistress Ash for confermation "It's true, now get out from in front of the door." I head back into the throne room and give Mother Jenean a glare "Happy now that you've gotten your first stage of torture over with? I know you're still looking forward to the ball, but at least there I can escape onto a terrace or into the gardens."

Elvira- I walk by the main throne room. "Am I next to be 'captured' then?" I say smiling as I see where Breeze had just come from.

Maenor: "she was a fine partner," I say as my eyebrow raises even high, "though for half the trip she was following me like a shadow trying not to get spotted.."

Faeron- "Mmhm." I say. "Hey shouldn't you be getting ready for tonight?" I say

Maenor: I lean back against the wall, "Shouldn't you be getting ready also?" I ask, "Besides all I have to do is put on fresh clothes and bath. It won't take me long."

"I think you get to play the good girl and go willingly." I reply. "My role is to be the stubborn, solitary tomboy who would do anything to get out of this party." "Speaking of the ball, Sarai, why don't you go ahead and get ready, or do I need to ask some friends to help you with that as well?" I scowl as she turns to Elvira "I'll have someone escort you to a fitting room, dear." I head out twards the house we had been given for the time we were here *Might as well follow orders, if you can't beat 'em, might as well be with them. Especially if they're as merciless as Mother Jenean.*

Faeron- "I'm smaller it won't take me as long. And Mother Jenean has already found me something to wear. But will your clothes be something nice? You know, ballroom appropriate?" I ask raising an eyebrow.----Elvira- I follow someone to a fitting room and walk in. I see a woman there with all her measuring tools. I smile though I was a little nervous.

Meanor: I laugh, "Don't you worry about me," I say ruffling his hair, "Your a good kid." I think for a minute then smile slyly, "How about I show you what I'm doing, but you have to keep it a secret from the others, just until it's the right time."

Faeron- "Alright." I say leaning up some to see.

Mistress Ash: "Dear, don't look so nervous, all I'm going to do is make you a lovely gown for the ball."