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New Zealand- Dusk came and as soon as the sun was fully gone, the sky still showing the slight warm colors Athyln walked outside. She was young, pale. Or seemed young. She wore only a light blue colored robe. Her bare feet wondered through the grass of the front lawn of the lavish villa she had been cursed to until they decided if she was to see the light. Since her maker died she should have inherited his place a the head of them all. However she was suspected of his death. She made a swallowing motion with her throat looking to where the sun had set. Watching the dieing rays. She might be seeing it soon enough.

Nasher in Rome- He was seated in his own rooms just finishing with some documents. He had been a lord as well as a clerk to the master. He missed the persence of his lord like the rest of his kind would. Having sealed a letter addressed to Athyln ironiclly he looked for his servant. He had not taken the majoirty of his household to Rome. no point he was save, and he held the majority of the court. If his numbers were played right he could take the master's place instead of Athyln.