/Sand\ ~S~N~A~K~E~ (heart!!)

[deepwallow]

"Meira, supposedly you're getting a gift today." One of meira's handmaidens told her as Meira played with some of the servants' kids, playing a game of tag. Meira laughed brillantly, her long hair trailin behind her and gleaming in the hot sun as she tagged one child and walked over, saying good bye. "A gift?" Meira asked, following the girl. She nodded as they made their way to the small meeting hall for guests and 'other such nonsense' as Meira put it.

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The blindfold over her eyes have her a distinct feeling of vulnerability as she was led forward by a jabbing hand at her lower back. She moved with slow deliberate steps, aware that she was being brought inside now. Fatin felt nervousness stir in the pit of her belly- where were her captors dragging her off to? All she remembered was being pulled from her bed in the dead of night.

"A present for Lady Meira of Yronwood!"

[deepwallow]

Meira sat on a bench, over looking where te children were playing. When she heard the call, she turned and stood, every inch of her regal, but also a certain wildness and fire in her eyes as she came forward and looked at the blindfolded girl, raising an eyebrow. "What's this?" She asked, crossing her arms before her chest

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The blindfold was pulled off of her face and Farin blinked in alarm. Her vision focused and she shied away from whoever was around her.

"We've brought you another handmaiden, My Lady."

[deepwallow]

Meira chuckled and walked down. "Must you always blindfold them?" She asked walking up to the girl and looking at her. Meira looked her up and down approvingly. "What is your name? And how did you get here?" She asked with a glance at the man holding her. It was a pointed question

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Her light green eyes flickered around before her lips parted, "My name is Fatin," she answered softly, trying to jerk her arms out of the hold, "But I don't know how I got here. I remember being pulled from my bed."

[deepwallow]

Meira frowned at the man, wagging her finger at him. "Norin~ you remember what I said?" She says in a singsong voice, approaching him. She seemed fine, but her eyes...... Her eyes were dark with anger.

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The man shifted uneasily, "Well..My Lady....I'm quite sorry- I-I thought you'd like her.."

Fatin scowled and looked down at the ground.

[deepwallow]

Meira sighed and shook her head. "I do, but that doesn't give you an excuse to kidnap people. Didn't I wan you there would be a punishment next time? THIS time?" She asked, taking another step forward

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He ducked his head in respect, "Please, My Lady, I am very sorry...I won't make that mistake again."

Fatin rolled her eyes. That was a blatant lie if she ever heard one.

[deepwallow]

"Oh I don't doubt, but I must follow through with threats, or no one will take them seriously." She says. Then, quick as a flash, a whip in coiled around his throat with a crack from. Meira yanks and spins him off and makes him crash to the floor, holding the whip at her side. "There. Now you'll listen to me next time, yes? A third time is still forgivable, but a fourth is not as easily." She warned

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He stared up at her and nodded, "Y-Yes, I understand!"

The girl raised her eyebrows and smirked lightly.

[deepwallow]

Meira smiled. "Good. You may leave." She said. Then she turned to the girl. "Now then..." She mused, looking her up an down with an unreadable expression before smiling at Fatin. "Would you like to be my handmaiden?" She asked formally

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Fatin stared at Meira, her hazel eyes incredulous, "You're asking me? After I was stolen from my village?"

[deepwallow]

Meira shrugs her slender shoulders. "You could return if you want. I'm not one to keep someone who'll hate being here." She says simply, as if that answered everything. "As you said, he did steal you."

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She hesitated, glancing around, "Where am I?"

[deepwallow]

"The Yronwood Palace." Meira said, re-coiling the whip and putting it on her waist again. While it could be a strange weapon of choice for some, meira loved it, and knew how to use it. "Is your village far from here?" She asked curiously

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"Yronwood," Fatin murmured softly, pursing her lips, "I've heard it before..I'm not sure how close my village is, though."

[deepwallow]

Meira only shrugs. "Then you become my handmaiden, or well take you back. Your choice." She says before walking off and waving for her to follow "we can speak as we walk."

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The girl hurried after her, blinking in surprise, "What would I have to do?" She asked suspiciously.