<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/bf/Whip_the_king_of_fighters_drawn_by_okyou_sample-5bf6eb2609933f5ed891b4c6099f8fee.jpg)</div><strong>Amalea Legend</strong>(https://docs.google.com/document/d/1R2JnfzUtLjowgGnyftYF5rT5PefKgcB1t8fx3RXqF5A/edit)<br/><br/>Before the meeting had broken up, Amalae tried to answer Lexara's question.  "I'm really not sure about that," she said.  "We'll probably find something when we get there.  That said, just bringing the knowledge of a secret base to the attention of our respective countries with enough evidence to be taken seriously will probably suffice to get them to launch their own investigations.  We may just need to persuade Opehlia's family to go to the Senate.  Telling the other nations that one is looking into it will surely stir the others to action.<br/><br/><div align="center">*  *  *</div><br/>Amalae was a good audience for Lexara's stories, an attentive listener.  But she wasn't easily satisfied by obfuscations.  She was willing to respect the girls secrets, but asked direct questions 'til she got to them, then probed around them, trying to get the most complete picture she could.  She was quick to ply Lexara and Ember with cookies and herbal infusions to relieve any stress her questions caused, and if she was told anything was to be left out of her chronicle assured the maiden and the dragon that it would be, offering to let them read for themselves before anyone else saw.<br/><br/>Amalae managed to hold her curiousity on a specific topic for a while, keeping it at bay within her self by asking about Ember, and how they met.  She spoke to Ember as much as Lexara, and her eyes included them both.<br/><br/>Finaly she couldn't keep it in.  "Forgive me, Lexara, but what are you?"