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"What?! But you said that she was no longer here!?" Jett felt slightly insulted that someone dared lie to the Dragon Lord, but it wasn't like he had made his position known. "Well, where is she?" He stepped aside to let Micoi take lead of the group.

It took a half second for Jett to connect the dots, but whne he did, his expression changed to a look of pure shock. "You are....the Dragon Queen? But...where are you Dragon Eyes?" He had a lot more questions then that, but that was the first one to come to his lips.

If Celia was blushing, it was nothing to the bright crimson leaking up Baran's face. He hastily fell into a low bow, turning his face to the forest floor, not noticing the slight twinge of pressure under the noise of his drumming heart. Baran was glad for the excuse to look away. He didn't think he'd be able to meet the young woman's eyes.

Aiketh didn't hear him. As Illusia had begun to talk, her eyes had widened and she had raced from the hall, nearly flying down the stairs and out the front door, shoving aside an unlucky Dragon Fighter in her haste and calling back a breathless apology.

Her black boots skidded on the wide marble steps leading to the courtyard as she stopped in front of the towering open doors, wisps of dark hair sliding from their fastenings and framing her thin face. Her eyes widened in amazement at the sight of the majestic duel dragon and she gave a short nod to her own thoughts.

Stepping down the stairs, fully composed now, Aiketh extended a white gloved hand to the slightly bewildered girl standing at their base. Her lips slid into a warm yet restrained smile as their eyes met.

"Welcome to Draqueen, Dragon Knight of Wind."

He didn't believe it. He couldn't believe it. But there she was, standing in front of him, smiling like this was an everyday occurance, meeting the Dragon Queen in the wilds of Arinas. Then something in his head screeched at him, sounding alarmingly a lot like his old etiqutte teacher, telling him to stop gawking like an empty-headed moron. Reaching out, Jett took her hand, and leaned down to kiss it. "You are well-met, Dragon Queen," he spoke, his voice even, despite the raging emotions in his mind, "I am Jett, Dragon Lord of Dusis." He certainly didn't feel like the Dragon Lord at that particular moment, his clothes salt-stained and torn and his mind still perpetually ill from the influx of magic, but Jett kept all that inside as he looked back up at Micoi.

((Graaah! Nadil! Post something for me! XDDDD ))

((XD Manda, you dork! Kami did! Aiketh has met up with Midare outside.))

Surprised by Aiekth's sudden blast and stared at the smoke trail she had left in her wake. It took a moment for him to collect his senses and hurry after her, he was, after all, the current "Lord" of the realm, so to speak. And he really wanted to know how hayate had come back. Had it evereven been eaten by Nadil or was that just a rumor that had grown too big long ago?

Sowinghimself a bit, like his female colleauge, he began down the stairs as Aiketh welcomed the Knight.

Midare blinked ... oops. She hadn't really meant to land in the middle of crowds of people and scare everyone. Turning, she said something quietly to Hayate, who nodded and shrunk in size, flying over to perch on her shoulder. "Uh ... sorry about that," she mumbled, looking around.



It was right about then that Aiketh showed up and Midare blinked ... ok ... she could do this, she really could. Smiling back a bit nervously, she took the other woman's hand and shook it. "I'm Midare ... "