<div class="floatleft">(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/marika2_zps7c61426c.jpg)</div>Name: Marika<br/>Location: Palace Bedroom<br/><br/>As with Miyuki, Marika was all for getting a beautiful dress out of the bargain. Staring in the mirror at the vision in sea-green foam that was supposed to be her, she was struck by how much she looked like the magical princesses she dreamed about in her younger days. Back then, it seemed that all she did was fantasize about gaining special powers and saving kingdoms and the like.<br/><br/>What a difference a few years made. When the Red Moon brought her powers, all Marika had wished for was to be normal again. And yet, now, for the first time in months, it seemed less like a curse and more like an opportunity or even an adventure. Part of it was the fact that she was needed for something. Part of it was the encouragement she recently received. But so much of it actually came from the understanding that she wasn't alone. That now there were others, friends, who shared her burden and her new responsibility. And that meant something.<br/><br/>So with a curtsy of her own, she mirrored the others' opinions and said, "Well, I've never met a queen before. But there's a first time for everything, right?"