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The woman had been busy. Followers popped up left and right. She had influenced Isardis and Sendoa to let her challenge for the Red King's throne. The woman would prepare for such a battle, it excited her to the very core. To have a chance at proving herself. To do the impossible. It gave her a rush of excitement. Yet, she pranced across the tundra in a flurry. Her eyes were wide as she looked around. The girl had just met her new friend Daeg and Aldoro, two, very nice people. Well, Daeg was a temptress but Aldoro was a gentlemen. A nice young man with such posh behavior. It enticed her, to be around such a gentlemen. He would be her guard, if she were to win. The woman would hope he saw it through. Betrayal is the biggest sin in her book. She would hate to see such a man get hurt over something so petty.

Those violet beams upon her face flicked around. The scent of another filled her slightly moist nose. The scent of an Armada. He wore the same musk as the others, the same scent that allured her to Glaciem. The woman stopped in her tracks and looked around once more until she found a boy in blue. A stranger, an odd looking one at that. The woman tilted her head before trotting across the rocky paths. The girl was bold, but she wanted to know who it was. Was he within Glaciem? She did not know, but she needed it. Her voice cried out for him, luring him in with hope. "Hello?" She stopped and stared at him, waiting.


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