<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><br/><strong>Aren's</strong>boldness was one think she admired on the foreigner. His brass and uncouth words were something out from bard's tales, and those, she had hear'd about the armor he was wearing. She knew, he was an keeper. To his back, before he left<strong> "I would not put aside the fact that maybe he tamed and illuminated her in the ways of more civilized people."</strong>and as he left the room, she felt cold. Not only were<strong>Aren</strong>away from her side, but something else was freezing her insides.<br/><strong>Victoriana</strong>moved to the large balcony and send an empathic pull to<strong>Slayer</strong>, and send him to find<strong>Dora</strong>. She would need her counsel before the night was over.