<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/41cf5ffd015a50dc4d4a2c0db234da7d/tumblr_mnjzzq91Bz1qij4o1o1_500.jpg)</div></div><br/>Name: Queen Shashara<br/>Location: Holding room<br/>Tagged: Max, Jol'andra<br/><br/>Standing still as she waits to be obeyed, she feels a large familiar presence behind her. She would know this man with her eyes closed. The sound of his footsteps, his scent and his voice would undeniable to her. Looking over as he knelt by her, the corner of her mouth turned up a little. Her hand slipped out and delicate fingers brushed across the stubble on his cheek..."Wait..." she wanted to hear what Jol'andra's answer was before she gave him something to do.  Then she thought about something....looking back at him she smiled and leaned down to brush her lips across his ear in a whisper.  "What I want you to do, is go and fetch my littlest sister Yazmen. I have the strangest feeling that she isn't where I told her to be. She is old enough this year to see the training or the newly captured men. You know where she was the last time you found her.....that's probably where the little pixie is now." She leaned back up after giving him his instructions and turned her attention back to her trainer.<br/><br/>When the beautiful blonde was standing before her, Shashara stepped closer so she could lower her voice and said in a low, husky voice that she rarely used. "I asked you...why the man was tied in the other room. I want to know why he isn't in here with the others." Her eyes flashed with temper very briefly, then cleared again.