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Lauryn walked down the street rather hastily hand on the hilt of her Rapier and her ornate golden colored circlet gleaming from the sunlight, behind her a small group of 8 men followed in an orderly formation of two lines of four. The citizen talked amongst themselves and some cheered and bowed as she passed them. She being humbled would occasionally wave to the onlookers. But she continued down towards the palace; a almost cathedral looking structure that was quite decorated and large. As she entered the building the gates shut behind her and the guards stood sentry making sure no one intruded or entered the palace.

Lauryn stood outside the door if the large room as she inhaled deeply gaining her composure, she then ran her hands down her clothing making sure it looked spic and span. She pulled her mantle over her left shoulders a put her right hand on the hilt of her rapier once more as she motioned for the guard to open the door and entered.

She looked to the round table looking to the chair that was larger and bulkier than the others; she sat down and observed the features and traits of the woman her height, appearance, anything she thought important. She sat silently looking at the woman with her a very calm and slightly welcoming expression waiting for the woman to say or do something.