(http://i1184.photobucket.com/albums/z335/Bchan1986/nm_zpse24ad6d3.png)<br/><strong>Name:</strong>Ladondra Povey<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Grand Duchess, House of Beaumont<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Queen's reception room<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Queen Alveena, Open<br/><br/>As soon as Ladondra has finished giving her introductions and reasons, she had bowed before the Queen once more before stepping back so that another could take her place and speak.  "Your Grace...."  However, other plans seemed in motion as gasps were heard about the room.  Quickly lifting her head up, she spotted a woman of equal raven hair behind her older cousin with a blade held to her throat; introducing herself as Diane Thorne of the Dark Horses of House Garabreth.  She then explained that it was better to show by example rather than tell about it like the others had done so.  As soon as this was said, she then ventured back into the group of women and waited.  The atmosphere had changed dramatically within such a small time frame.  Everyone was now on edge and either scared or still gripping their weapons at their sides.<br/><br/>At first Queen Alveena seemed quite shocked that someone could get past her undetected, but that surprise quickly turned to anger as she stared down the other female; hand grasping the handle to her sword as though debating on whether to strike the other woman down or not.  Instead, she approached Diane and reached a hand out to caress the small woman's cheek; not expecting such an outcome, but choosing her as her first choice to become a companion for Prince Randolf.  This both confused and and left Ladondra speechless.  Her life had nearly been snuffed out and for such an act, she chose Diane for having such skills.  Indeed, they would become useful somewhere down the road.<br/><br/>Despite this sudden turn of events, the Queen continued the task of seeking out compatible women.  Another woman known as Corrine stepped forward; introducing herself before setting herself up to fire a bow from the crossbow she had picked up at her feet.  Once shot, everyone's gaze followed as it made direct contact with the apple stuffed inside the cooked boar upon the dining table.  She looked rather proud of her skill with the bow and waited patiently to be judged.  So, there was another woman who knew how to use bows and arrows like herself?  Good.<br/><br/>Some of the women here seemed comfortable enough to display themselves and what they can do for the Queen so carefree.  Simple as breathing air.  It came naturally.  Should Ladondra also shown some of skill she knew of to prove her worth?  But she had already spoken and did not want to interrupt any of the other ladies whom had not had their chance to shine.  She had respect for her fellow sisters.