Nerin rested a basket on a table checking the contents of it to make sure the gift was alright and ready to present to her majesty. Looking down at the basket, Nerin was concerned if this was a good gift or not. For all she knew it would be more trouble than it was worth.<br/><br/>Her thoughts drifted to the locket that the demon showed her and she had to admit that her curiosity was pricked. Her majesty always told her that her memories were painful and it was good that they were forgotten but who wouldn't be curious about their own memories. To know where they came from and understand their upbringing. Pain shot through her legs again and Nerin looked down at her legs searching for any evidence of injure. Just as soon as the pain came it left, confusing Nerin further. Shaking her head, she knew that she hasn't rested her exhaustion yet, that was all that this was.<br/><br/>Carefully lifting the basket and placing a note into it she headed back to the throne room feeling excited to see her majesty's expression when she opens this gift.