(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/d1/87/27/d187273c74e808897a6ca6f82349bb48.jpg)<br/><strong>Location</strong>Throne room- Towards the harem rooms<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>this (https://i.pinimg.com/originals/d2/04/3a/d2043a4a605553d26c9cba4a771bc466.jpg) hair and makeup (https://www.google.co.uk/search?client=tablet-android-lenovo&biw=1280&bih=800&tbm=isch&sa=1&ei=GGM5Wvf2H8XPgAaKrqeIAw&q=modern+native+American+hair+style&oq=modern+native+American+hair+style&gs_l=mobile-gws-img.3..0i13k1j0i8i13i30k1.44208.47848.0.48573.12.7.0.0.0.0.400.1317.0j2j1j1j1.5.0....0...1c.1j4.64.mobile-gws-img..7.4.915...0j0i67k1j0i8i30k1j0i24k1.1593.NR4jDK_n05o#imgrc=DPG32-2nV2sA5M:)<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Aiyana rose and moved to take a glass from her lord. Raising it she spoke "To the family"  the woman took what could only be classed as a polite sip, Aiyana didn't really enjoy drinking alcohol she found it muddled her senses and made her connection to the land wobbly. Placing the cup down she moved forward and snagged the newest member of the harem by the arm.  "Welcome Meygan was it? My name is Aiyana" leading the princess by the arm the Indian woman walked towards the hidden door. " Don't be afraid were all very friendly here" she said trying to reassure the newest bride.<br/><br/>Opening the door the woman swept through into the hallway and paused. Aiyana didn't know what Meygan was like but the palace was beautiful to even the most unappreciative eye, she well wanted to make sure that Meygan didn't get losted, it was easy to do the palace had many twists and turns. Hidden alcoves in which the king had been known to drag one or more of his willing brides. Aiyana had taken her time to learn the passages and servant walkways of the palace, she had tried to escape back when the dark skinned woman had first become King Marik's bride, these days she used them more as a way to get to where she wanted to go quickly.