MY resists the urge to hug Yuria which would only lengthen the time they had to wait, "sorry love... I just couldn't help myself.."  Rolling her lip inward, she lightly bites at it as she lets out a soft giggle.  Part of her wanted to forget it all and just spend the day enjoying each other, to pleasure her Yuri's feminine side, but she knew they needed to do this in order for both of them to get on with their lives within the city.  Moving over to th couch, she takes a seat and directs her thoughts to other things, such as if or when she would rejoin her task as caravan scout, though she wasn't sure she ever would again unless Yuria was with her.<br/><br/>As Yuria leads her down the streets, My looks at the city through different eyes.  This day, this moment, she was not Mylanna the elven caravan scout, but Mylanna the woman.  She had a lover who could offer her the things no man or woman before her could offer.  Silverymoon was no longer the delayed layover point before the next caravan, this was now her Home.  Her open mouthed smile was that of a little girl seeing the Big City for the first time, and indeed, for her, it was.  The myriad of scents that assaulted her had little effect as the only scent that mattered to her was Yuria's.  As they pass the City Guards, My greets them with a slight smile and those she recognized as curious, she gave a brief wave to.<br/><br/><em>Once there, they are stopped, but when the guard sees who it is, he immediately lets the two women pass... after a firm hand upon My's shoulder that also draws Yuria's attention in the form of a protective, possessive sort of scowl.  "They may ask to see you separate, if they have questions they'd rather not ask the two of you together." he says, in a very low voice "If you're on your own in the Mess in there... all I'm saying is let them say what they will, and if they bother ya, be the bigger ma-er... woman; retaliating, or responding ever so lightly, may be... 'misunderstood', if you catch my drift..."</em><br/><br/>My understood what he meant, and could not disagree with him.  Despite her known actions, she was still a bit of a wild card, a person with a potentially dangerous curse that was fully capable of passing it on to others.  Until now, her actions had likely gone mostly unnoticed, so they had no idea what she had done, where she had gone, and whom she had dealt with in her time serving as scout.  They had every reason to fear or suspect her for this curse, and only by presenting herself for their perusal did she have a chance at showing them that she posed no threat.<br/><br/><em>With a nod, the guard that was leading them says that 'they' will see you when the two were ready, and at that, Yuria let out a groan. "Great... they all three got together already..." she muttered, already looking a bit irritated and dispirited "Are you sure you want to be in their Mylanna?  All three of them, the Captain of the Guard, the Captain of the Knights in Silver, and the Archmagus of the Spellguard will be in there... can't guarantee it'll be a nice pleasant conversation, especially about you..."</em><br/><br/>My smiles at Yuria, putting on her 'brave' face as she nods and gently squeezes Yuria's hand, "yes.. and I don't expect it will be pleasant, but needs to happen none the less.  You had faith in me when you had no cause to do so, and believing in that faith allowed us, together, to find the truth.  I may not kneel in worship to the one you serve, but I still believe in that faith that brought us together... I know in my heart that all will be well..."  Nervous tough she may be at was about to transpire, her words are honest and straight from the heart.<br/>