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Post by r a i n e on Nov 28, 2006 22:36:42 GMT -5
Asema was off with the children, leaving Raine oh so terribly alone. She paced back and forth infront of the small window in her tower, hugging herself for whatever comfort it would bring.
Oh, she missed her sister so! Solace and Nicho and even little Paul had all gone and left her...leaving Raine perhaps the only member of the Royal Family still left in GoldenMyst.
The dark and dreary Duchess had thought of leaving her tower and perhaps descending to the hustle and bustle of main hall happenings below, but had thought better of it. No, she was in no mood for the idle pleasantries that accompanied the little tiara was she wore atop her head.
Speaking of the tiara, she lifted her hand to it as she paced, the other arm wrapped about her slender waist. She toyed with it; adjusting it, tilting, fixing it on her head. Giving up with the tiara, she grabbed a rather large lock from that mass of waistlength ebony and twirled it about her entire wrist.
Oh, restless nobility!
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