Alexa could not sleep. She was one of the ten chosen to pick the next High Prestess and it weighted heavy on  her.  It was a decision that not only she would have to live with but also the other priestess's and followers of Athena as well as all the inhabitants of the city. Her only consolation was that she was only one of ten votes but the goddess would know and judge her on her dicesion. She had prayed many nights for the health of the old priestess as well on her making the choice of the one to follow.<br/><br/>She slipped out of bed and put on a long white robe, holding it closed with her hand. With her other hand, she took a small lamp, just enough to see by in the dark. She needed something to drink and even though she kept water in her quarters, she wanted to walk. She walked barefoot out into the hall almost silently, not drawing the attention of the guard till she was almost on top of her. She smiled at her and continued on her way. She knew the guards would not question her and stop her.  She walked down to the main kitchen area and to the storeroom where they kept the wine.  Finding a glass, she poured some of the red liquid into it, sniffing it.  It was a good vintage.<br/><br/>She walks out of the kitchen area though the dinning room to a balcony, looking over the city. She stares out, wondering what others would do in her place. So She sips her wine, letting the lamp go out. She loves the night. She leans on the rail acting like she has no cares in the world and so much rests on her shoulders.