"Princess....I...."<br/><br/>The nerves of the young handmaiden shot through her veins like a jolt of electricity.  It ran through her arms and then grabbed a hold of her poor stomach.  She blushed furiously which contrasted with the extreme pristine white lace of her long dress.  She could never imagine herself wearing anything remotely close to Dawn nor would she appear attractive in that way.  She was much too modest and no man would ever be interested in Lyranna in such a state of undress.  Quickly and for the best, she let the thought escape her mind as her scared reverie was shattered by the knock on the door.<br/><br/>Lyra's shimmering eyes became as wide as the moon as Dawn's request left her lips.  Lyra knew that she had to obey the Princess as it was an order, but that was just simply too much to ask for her.  Feeling her knees begin to quiver in fear, Lyra grabbed the wrists of her friend as the fear took over any thoughts of embarrassment.  Being alone with the Slaugh King was way too intimidating for the young girl as her soft and shaking voice left her lips.<br/><br/>"Princess, please!  There must be somebody else.  I must stay here with you.  I.......I.....I just can't....."