(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/d1/87/27/d187273c74e808897a6ca6f82349bb48.jpg)<br/><strong>Location</strong>Gardens to Throne room<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 walked through the field of flowers, each foot was placed with precision. Toes pressing down onto Mother Earth before her sole and heel followed. The woman's dark hand flowed over the petal's, Aiyana's touch was soft and her hand barely made a difference to the flowers. Every now and again one might nod it's head in acknowledgement of the pressure. Much like a cool breeze sifting through the field on a warm summer's day.<br/><br/>Keeping a steady and impersonal gaze on the young Queen was the guard that King Marik had assigned to her personally. Her husband had a lot of enemy's and it wouldn't be above them to try and take any of the women from his harem, only Aiyana had the tendency to try and escape. So the guard acted as protector and watch dog. The guard glanced over his shoulder to the main part of the castle, the gardens were not far from the imposing glare of its turrets and that reassured him somewhat. However what he was really taking note in was the position of the sun, and taking in its location as it approached the peak of its rise in the sky the guard spoke up.<br/><br/>"Your Highness, we ought to be returning to the castle. The King is expecting you."  Aiyana mouthed the words back to herself as she gazed over the gardens. Closing her eyes she thanked the earth and air, the sun and sky and the flower spirits for there work in making this place where she could just relax and be at peace. Walking back towards the guard, the woman stopped at the edge of the flowers to slip on a pair of pale brown leather moccasins,covered in pale blue and green gems.<br/><br/>The pair walked back to the castle and headed straight for the throne room. At the doors to the grand room they stopped the guards stopped them for the traditional "Halt who goes there"  Drawing herself up to her full height of 5'8 Aiyana announced "Aiyana, member of King Marik's harem" the guards bowed and opened the double doors for Aiyana to walk inside. Quite used to the attention she and the other ladies drew she walked straight towards the king's throne. Fortunately there were not many people present a part from the potential new candidate for the King's harem. So sweeping past court ettique, Aiyana simply took her place on the left side of the steps of the throne at King Marik's feet. She lay her head on his knee and her cool brown eyes gazed in interest at the princess.<br/>