<div class="floatright">(http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w172/minarou/wizardress.jpg)</div><br/>The presence of the Imperial Siblings at Lady von Haj’s event was quite a surprise for Shandri. Normally the Imperial Family would send a lesser representative to such occasions, which means there must be some important reason why they are personally here.  Or she could be just over-thinking things - like she always does without knowing the facts -and their being here was merely an exercise of their social prerogative.  But there might be a way to know those facts that she needed, and it presented itself in the form of the Imperial Champion, Eiygil Vallen.  Sir Vallen came to her and bowed in recognition, and if that were not enough he stated an interest in having a word with her.<br/><br/>"Your grace. While we await our hostess, might I have a few moments of your time?"<br/><br/>Shandri could not help but feel inwardly intimated by the seven foot giant of a man right before her.  The last time they’ve met was when she reported to the Emperor of her success in preventing a possible orc horde invasion from the north.  The encounter between the two was little more an exchange of formal greetings and nothing more.  Standing firm, she would show no weakness to anyone, not even to the Imperial Champion, and will make the most the time afforded them before the arrival of the host of honor.<br/><br/>“Sir Vallen,” she warmly smiled to him. “To what do I owe to your esteemed attention of me?”<br/><br/>