<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/fb/6c/a6/fb6ca6ac5f9debd34fe3302071519e61.jpg)</div>At last, the hooded figure seated at the table - covered in a silvery-grey cloak that completely hid them from view, save a faint glimpse of alabaster skin and pale lips - stirred,  a ghost of a smile visible on those lips.  Pale hands emerged from the cloak, and pushed the hood back, a glittering royal signet plain on the left hand, and a glimmering freshwater pearl of surprising color on the right.  Shock white hair cascaded free once the hood was away, and the very princess they were there to see then folded her hands together on the table in front of her.<br/><br/>First, she looked to Felwyn, a knowing twinkle in her eyes.  "It does indeed mean the world to me to know that so many would come at my call, and especially one old enough to have seen my father when he was but a boy younger than me.  Though it does surprise me that such things are said of me, I only do what my mother would have done, and try to see to the needs of my people as best I can," she said in nearly flawless - the accent was a bit off - Elven, before spreading her hands before her.  "Thank you all for coming," she said, switching back to Common as well.  "And truth be told... I've already found those I need," she said, with a significant glance around the table at the other girls seated there.<br/><br/>"The others will not be sent away disappointed, they will be asked to aid in the defense of the countryside as commissioned warriors and the like within the army and Magisterium.  But you, each of us here at the table... There is a very... important task to be done, and we are the only ones with a chance of succeeding.  I will not say what it is here, however.  I expect everyone to realize I'm here any moment now, and the task... is better kept quiet."