<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Lady Victoriana Harkess (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=703255)</span><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i224.photobucket.com/albums/dd277/perhekorlee/hahmokuvia/Magika.jpg)</div>Yawning loudly,<strong>Victoriana</strong>did not want to wake for this day. She was no morning person in any standards, but this day offered no reason what so ever to ever get out of the bed. As the maid left and<strong>Dora </strong>spoke her mind<strong>Victoriana</strong>turned on her stomach, raising on her elbows to watch her friend browse her spellbook<strong>"Do you assume there might be some foul play going on? My brother is blessed of <span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Pholtus</strong></span>, and by that, untouched by corruption of the lesser men. Yet, I am sure, he will not be too lenient to the relaxed way I have run this household. I meen, sure, Father was even more down to earth, and my mentors wanted me to be more strict, but him, following the scriptures to the letter, will be something else."</strong><br/><br/>She kinda liked the mysterious friendship with her extraordinary cat. Their friendship needed nothing. No masquerades, no hidden agendas, no plots, just an sharing of two brilliant minds. Even she was an cat. Fact that noone else knew<strong>Doras</strong>abilities, only made it ever more sweet, as she was in body and soul, an follower of Goddess of secret mysteries.<br/><br/><strong>"If you go, be sure, that noone spots you, as I would hate myself, if some overly agressive outrider would try to make an mittens out of you."</strong><strong>Victoriana </strong>said smiling.<strong>"I will send Slayer to watch over you aswell."</strong>