<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b9/Mirevia.jpg)</div>“Pack the last of my garments with the entourage,” Queen Mirevia commanded a handful of her handmaidens. She was in her bedchambers, applying the finishing touches to her appearances before they departed to the kingdom of Theiri. “Once finished, send word to the stable hands that my horse is to be brushed and saddled. We leave as soon as the King is ready.”<br/><br/>The handmaidens left, bearing several cases of her finest outfits to be strapped to the packhorses in their convoy. Some might argue that it was almost too much, given the short expected stay in Theiri, but Mirevia wanted to make sure everyone in the kingdom got a taste of her beauty.<br/><br/>She spent the next few minutes in front of the full body mirror, smoothing and trimming herself, as well as doing a fair bit of admiring. She wore a sheer bodice of lavender silk, plated with silver armor, with netted leggings beneath tall healed boots. A tall collar accented her elegant neck, from which were attached sharp ended pauldrons, as well as a flowing translucent cape of regal purple. The days were still warm, and the nights mildly cool. All she would have to do is don a cloak when the sun dipped low, and there would be no worry of a chill.<br/><br/>Some gifts should also have been brought, but the gift of the visit of royalty would have to suffice. The kingdom’s current campaign had been straining their budget, and this visit to Theiri seemed to be able to benefit both of their kingdoms. Though, with nearly the entire compliment of their Bloody Ravens accompanying them, Mirevia wondered why they simply couldn’t take their riches by force.<br/>