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Freya was not surprised by Mona's departure, from the beginning she seemed nervous and unsure, which Freya could sympathise with. But they were here for a purpose greater than themselves, personal sympathies had no place here. As Mona was led out the room, and the King of Coins left to find a suitable replacement, a blanket of silence fell on the room.

She watched Servius pace, glare and generally act like a caged animal. The remaining kings murmered amongst themselves. The Fool seemed content grinning and lazily swinging his legs. She tried to think of something to alleviate her boredom but the room was painfully empty.

An idea flashed in her mind, she suddenly remembered her newspaper in her satchel from earlier that morning. The clock ticked as she read it cover to cover, this filled approximately 20 minutes. She then sighed and shifted in her chair. The room had been so alive with tension and emotion only an hour or so prior, now it seemed like an empty husk. She would give anything for a book to read or a decent conversational partner. She resorted to tearing the newspaper and folding it into decorative flowers, like how her mother taught her when they held gatherings.

By the time she heard a creak on the stairs and the door slowly opening she had an entire garden taking up her portion of the table. The door opened to reveal a rather self satisfied looking young man.

She sighed internally and thought "I realise time is of the essence, but surely the King of Coins could have taken slightly longer and not picked a common fop." , one glance at Servius indicated he was harbouring similar thoughts.

She stood up and nodded politely "Representative of Cups, Freya Adis. I look forward to working with you"