<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #8040FF">House of Ostergaard</span></span><br/><span style="font-size: 130%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #8040FF">Castle Ofertha</span></span><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://aidanmoher.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2013/05/the-huntress-by-s-ross-browne.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><br/><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #8040FF">Valkyr Thyra Ekundayo</span></span></div><br/><br/>Thyra wasn't one to sleep easily. Often times when she closed her eyes she could only see bloodshed and death, rarely did she see peace. But it seemed that staying up all night had given her the advantage against her own psyche, allowing her for once to fall into a truly peaceful sleep. Even as she felt the bed dip from a light weight, she did not open her eyes. Her instincts told her there was no danger, so she slumbered on.<br/><br/>It was only a couple of hours that she slept, but it was more than enough as she cracked open her eyes once more. For a good moment she stared at the ceiling of her room, the let out a sigh that was neither sad nor happy.<span style="color: #8040FF"> "I hope you find your happiness,"</span>she said suddenly not even bothering to face Melina. She laid there for a few more minutes wondering when the last time it had been that she had ever wished anyone happiness as sincerely as she hoped it for Melina.<br/><br/>She knew the girl not at all, and yet she found herself wishing to make sure Melina never had to face anymore than she had already. Why was it the young always seemed so desperate? She mentally scoffed at herself--when had she become so sentimental? She sat up, her bones popping as she went, then stood. There were consequences to being a warrior and aching bones was one of them.  She adjusted her thick braids then finally looked down at Melina, offering a hand to help her off the bed.<br/><br/><span style="color: #8040FF">"I believe you said something about errands? Let me escort you,"</span>Thyra said, her dark hand still extended to the paler woman.