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Tinasha:  "Must be because it was built over an underground lake." Tinasha, a stunningly beautiful woman with black eyes and hair, made her way down a hall. Passing magistrates and ladies-in-waiting turned their heads to look at her. In her eyes, as dark and mysterious as a moonless night, they found only the pronounced innocence of a girl. Clad in a white mage’s robe, she sauntered down the long hallway with arms crossed, when a bright feminine voice called out from behind her.
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Sylvia:  "Princess Tinasha!" She turned at the sound of nearing footsteps and spied two familiar mages.
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Tinasha:  "Sylvia and Doan." She greeted them.
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Sylvia:  The blond woman who had called out grinned and curtsied. "What happened to your shoes?" Sylvia glanced down at Tinasha’s feet.
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Doan:  The calm young man next to her gave a bow. Both were mages who served the court of Farsas and were relatively close with Tinasha, even though she was a visitor from a bordering country.
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Tinasha:  "Shoes?" Tinasha asked, following Sylvia’s gaze. Her ivory feet were bare, floating a little above the ground. Her eyes widened in surprise as she raked a hand through her black hair. "I didn’t even notice. I was too deep in thought."
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Sylvia:  "Your research?"
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Tinasha:  The future queen of Farsas’s neighbor, the Magic Empire of Tuldarr, nodded. "I’m a little stuck on something… but I think I’ll figure it out soon."
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Doan:  "Ah, I know what that must be."