Amalia blinked again at the invitation. Even as she stood, dressed in every bit of finery she owned she still couldnt believe she was invited. Why? How? She bit back another round of confusion and spun in the mirror. The long blue dress with black accents at the waist and low neckline hugged her curves, while a single gold necklace and thick emerald pendant was clipped around her neck. Long grey/blue hair was tied up in a bun, while the rest hung down like a curtain from beneath the bun. A gold circlet from her mother was placed on her head and sapphire eyes glinted in wonder. This was from the 'no touch drawer unless its life or death." Well she was going to the palace! It was life or death. Giving herself a quick once over she nodded and grinned. She would have to leave her favourite hat behind but it was worth it.<br/><br/>Grabbing her twisted oak staff with amber in the centre she closed her eyes, remembering the spell, or rather, word.<br/><br/>"Tramencia!" She could feel the magic flow through her as air whooshed in her ears. When she opened again... The palace was in front of her in all its glory.