Anastasia had received the jewel, and had now head back to camp. She returned, she had been beat up pretty good and was running low on her magical energy. She she entered her tent exhausted but victorious, she began to strip down, but wore the jewel she had taken from the mortals. She had ordered her guards to prevent anyone from entering, and told them to inform anyone who wanted to see her that she was busy recuperating and not to disturbed her. She then moved a full body mirror infront of her, and just sat here on her bed admiring herself. Her bed was made of magical plants that would speed up her healing and restore her energy but it'll take a day or two for her to be back in perfect shape. "Look at what those horride people did to you, how could they do this." She said scowling at all of her bruises and wounds.<br/>"it's ok, we won after all. We have the jewel, and the wretched queen is dead. Wounds heal, and we are fae so we will always be beautiful. Eventually we will take the city, the mortals don't stand a chance. her reflection replied to her, it's tone was maleficent. Only Anastasia knew about this mirror, it's an ancient enchanted one she had kept after her whole exile incident with her people. It allowed a person to communicate with their deepest desires, or atleast that's what she thought. In all actuality it allowed a person to speak with their biggest sin, and her reflection glowed purple.<br/>"Your right, krathens army is numerous. And today the mortals have suffered 3 big losses. They lost communication, power, and most importantly they lost their queen." Anastasia told the mirror, she felt happy. She knew she did well today, and she was proving her people wrong.<br/>"forget krathen, your powerful. You don't need to bend to the whim of someone else, we are perfect. Look at what we did today, in one swoop we killed the queen, destroyed countless enemies, and took their jewel. We can take over by ourselves, krathen is more interested in fucking anything that moves. Forget him, he's not needed."  Anastasia's reflection was swirling in purple and red colors. It seemed to be irritated by her.<br/>"No, krathen has been good to me. He gave me home when I had none, and he accepted me with open arms. Everyone else has shunned me, that and he's powerful. Betraying him would be suicide, if he even had the slightest hint of me betraying him..." She trailed off there, she didn't even want to think about what he would do if she betrayed him.<br/>"they were right you know, the fairies. You are weak, only the strong will survive here. I can't even look at you anymore."  with that the reflection disappeared. Anastasia pushed the mirror away, she was beginning to feel sick. Was the mirror right? was the only way for her to prove herself betrayal? Could she do it? She grew irritated, and laid down and went to sleep. She had enough trauma for today, after she was done healing she would make a visit to krathen. Clearly everything she had been doing was starting to take its toll on her.