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Clara lay on top of her bed, her arms wrapped around herself, as she whimpered softly in her sleep.

"Hello there?" said the voice of a girl. Clara sat up, opening her eyes with a few sleepy blinks. "Hello?" she replied, standing over her was a dark skinned girl, smiling with a chipped front tooth, her thick black hair framed her face. Clara cocked her head .The girl looked a little younger then her, 14, 15 maybe and there was something oddly familiar about that chipped tooth. "What's your name?" She asked. the girl shrugged sadly. "I don't have one." she said. Clara pouted. "You don't have a name?"
The girl shook her head then took her hand. "We have to go now." She said and pulled Clara to her feet.

She noticed then that the girl was wearing a large coat, much too big for a girl her size, the neck hung low and she noticed something stitched in the back. The letters S H E V A were stitched in red.

Clara frowned as the girl dragged her along.

"Is she...?

"Come on, We'll be late."

"Late for what?"

"The Wedding, we'll be late for the Wedding."

Clara was at the mercy of the girl now, and the girl's excitment was infectious. Clara found herself excited for no real reason.

"Whose Wedding?"


Clara stood up out of bed, her eyes half liddened, her feet bare as she began to walk.

"Oh no, We're stuck...How do we get out."

"I know a way, I used to sneak away from the Keep all the time when I was small."

"Show me."

Dazed, Clara walked to the wardrobe, and pushed it over some. It was heavy but didn't make too much noise. She moved it over just enough to reveal and small room, Grey Wind nor Ghost couldn't fit inside but Clara was small enough to crawl through. She used to used it when she wanted to get away, which was often.

"This way." She said and slipped through the small room. It was dusty, full of cobwebs and spiders but it never bothered her. She crawled through with ease, following the imaginary dream girl. It used to be an old fireplace but had been covered over for the most part, save for the vent that let the smoke escape, her chambers didn't always exist and was built over top of it.

Clara had spent so much time in her room that she'd found many little secrets that her family knew nothing about, save for Jon.

"Are we close?"

"Yes, Can't you feel the wind?"

Clara made through a narrow corridor, and up to a wall where the wind could be heard whistling through the bricks. She pushed through the bricks and small door opened, that let off into the kitchen. She crawled out, her hands and knees, her dress covered in dust and soot.
She continued her walk and strolled out the servants entrance and into the winter covered woods outside.

"Good, now we won't be late for the wedding," the girl said happily, her hand still wrapped tightly around Clara's.

"Whose's wedding?" Clara urged.

the girl turned to her and smiled. "Yours of course!" she said excitedly and began to run.


Clara's pace picked up as she ran in the snow, her barefeet seemingly uneffected by the cold for now.

It wasn't long before she was deep into the wintery forest, the warmth of the keep a good ways away, and becoming further and further in the distance as Clara walked on.

*******
Tenanye joined the others in the war council. She smiled graciously to the sell sword from Anansai, she knew him personally. He was a solitary fae, not uncommon in Anansai, but he still have her respect as a Queen.

As they made their introductions, Nanji crawled up her shoulder and alerted her of grim news.

Her eyes went wide.

"Nani O? Tenanye gasped in her native tongue. "Honto ne?

She sighed as Nanji confirmed.

She reached over and touched Da'Karro's shoulder.

"Sumimasen," She said excusing herself with a whisper.

She was worried, barely away of her way of speaking.

"Clara's gone. Nanji went to check on her." She said gesturing to the large tarantula on her shoulder. "He's grown fond of her, he checked her room, she was gone...Sleepwalking we can only assume." She said, she wanted to alert Jon but he was under enough stress as it were. She had to tell him but she knew Da'Karro would act just as quickly and had no other obligations.