<div style="text-align: center">Myryrra was pleased to hear about the gardens near her room. So excited, that she didn't pay much attention to what Alora said afterwards. She did find it peculiar that the woman was sniffing at her hair, but did not bother to comment. <i>Are all mistresses this...strange?</i> Myryrra couldn't help but wonder, as they walked up the stairs together. Creatures unlike any she had ever seen before in Loriondri bowed in welcome. The elf did the only thing that seemed appropriate at the time, and offered a gentle smile directed at the others. She noticed that some seemed more human the others, quickly discerning that everyone in the house was probably a demon, or monster of some sort.<br/>
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Finally, they stopped in a large living area that wasn't particularly well decorated, but had the potential to be what she needed. As the other woman spoke up once more, the elf princess tore her eyes away from the large green house garden. When Alora finally introduced herself, Myryrra hardly had time to react or process the fact that this woman was the...Prince? Everything happened so fast, and soon she was looking up into cold eyes, her lithe frame held in place. The princess was too stunned to even resist, as Alora leaned down and left a swift kiss on her lips. The other woman left so fast that Myryrra wondered if it was all a dream. No way could her prince be a woman.<br/>
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Aris and the others soon entered her chambers and began placing her things around the room. Quee was slithering behind them, and immediately moved to the glass windows that showed the green life outside. She walked over to a door and let the creature outside, the slug moving faster than she'd seen since they arrived in Kythonia.<br/>
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"<i>Thank you, Aris. Everyone. I'm sure that I will love it here,"</i> Myryrra said quietly, hands on her hips as she turned around the room. <i>"You all should head back now. You have fulfilled my brother, the king's request."  </i>Part of her didn't want her people to linger any longer than necessary in Kythonia. She didn't want them to know that she was scared, or worried about her future.<br/>
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<i>"Of course, m'lady. I will relay your safety to the royal family."</i> Aris spoke for the others, as he set a large chest onto the floor and walked up to the princess. <i>"It was my pleasure." </i>With that, Aris bowed his head low. Myryrra did the same, a warm smile on her lips as she lifted her chin in confidence. The elves left the chambers one after another, with Aris leaving last. Myryrra sighed and walked out into the hall and looked out a window, watching the golden carriage, until it was out of sight. She frowned, then exhaled deeply.<br/>
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Myryrra returned to her chambers shortly after and opened one of the doors. It led into a washroom, with a large, garden bathtub and not much else in terms of decorations. She ran herself a bath, disrobed and slowly sank down into the water. Not even five minutes had passed when a duo of grey, winged creatures entered the bathroom. Myryrra gave a rather unimpressive scream and backed up against the tub.<br/>
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"Get out!" Myryrra commanded, pointing at the door. "Out!" She repeated once more, and the imps obeyed. They returned less than a minute later with some of her things, then dumped a whole vial of her herbal shampoo on her head. <i>"What are you doing?!" </i>The elf princess questioned hysterically, and the imps dove in, scrubbing her body with a cloth.<br/>
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"Helping, princess." They said in unison, then proceeded to pull at her arms and legs.<br/>
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<i>"You're not helping, you are hurting!"</i> Myryrra argued, swatting at them with her hands as they scooped up water and poured it on the soapy parts. She stood up in the water and ran out of the bathroom, shutting the door in their faces. Both imps flew into the door one after another, and Myryrra panted. <i>"You can come out when you learn to behave!" </i>Surely the imps knew how to open doors, but Myryrra wasn't all that concerned. She hurried over to a chest filled with dresses and all sorts of garments and grabbed the first thing available to her. Compared to Kythonia, everything she owned was streamlined and elegant. That was the culture in Loriondri, and she fully intended to uphold that.<br/>
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Myryrra was dressed in a silk, lavender dress that fell just above the knees and a deep plunging neckline, which showed her healthy chest. A thick cut of the luxurious fabric was tied around her neck and connected to the dress, elevating the outfit from a simple dress. She wore a pair of crystalline heels and matching earrings, hair pulled back into a high ponytail. Her pointed ears were even more visible than before, and just on the tips, there were small pearls and diamond studs. Satisfied with her appearance, she left her chambers and made her way down the winding marble staircase and allowed the pesky imps from earlier to show her the way to the dining room. She hoped, that there would be something vegetarian prepared for her, or she'd be forced to watch everyone else dine.<br/>
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"This way, Princess. You are already late!" An imp said, who Myrryra fondly named 'Shoo'. They helped her dressed and she couldn't really be mad at them for being overzealous, or a little ugly. It wasn't their fault they were imps. The other imp hovered behind, pushing her by the shoulders and every now and again sniffing at her long ponytail. When they entered the dining hall, they stopped and flew away, presumably to their master.<br/>​</div>