Arian was awakened by numerous guards. "The king has work for you. Get up." She rose groggily, wondering what was in store for her. Pulling on her
gown, she walked into the palace, ready to address the king. She always made sure to wear her best clothes while around him. It gave her more of a chance to get away with things like more food or money. She stopped to take a look in one of the mirrors which climbed the walls to the ceiling. Her icy hair curled down her back while a small silver band sat on her head. She had even managed to wear her dark cloak which symbolized her work for the king.
Walking into the throne room, she saw a table flipped over and servants running a-muck. Taking a deep breath, she calmly curtsied to the king and folded her hands in front of her. "Are my orders true? Must I search for these...these children who supposedly stand in your way?" She added just a hint of charm to her sentence, just enough to make the king notice her.