| Subject: *Brandi sighs softly, looking at Alexandre and Myst, remembering them well from her old kingdom* |
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Date Posted: 15:05:30 04/18/01 Wed
*She still stands beside her mare, thinking quietly as to whether to approach them, her green eyes flashing great excitement. She grins softly, and leans against the mare, who snorts and leans her head back down to graze. She takes a step away from the mare, moving her youthful self out into the open. Carefully, she draws back in, blushing heavily. She sighs, thinking about what to do. Talk to them? Leave them be? Wait, would they even remember a silly young dutch peasant? But wait... Alexandre wasn't... his father hadn't... she sighs, almost having expected the King to have killed the prince. That was when she left, right after he did.... although she didn't recall Myst leaving... with a deep sigh she slides down into a sitting position, leaning against the arabian mare, thinking, almost hoping they had noticed her, instead of her having to go to them...*
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