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[Temptation Waits]

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She rolled over on the small bed and looked up at the wall...the clock told her it was very early in the morning. She stood and stretched, the carefully donned her armor one piece at a time. A ritual she went through every morning. Its one of the few things that made her feel a bit like her old self. The past few days turned her existence upside down and all she wanted to do was make it go away. Time cursed her, and time was all she had now.

Lady Tika was asleep when she stepped outside in the wee hours of the morning. She didn't want to wake her, but made sure to leave a note thanking her for her warm hospitality. It was time for her to return to Skara Brae and see what the Queen had next for her to do. She mounted up and made her way back to Luna where she could take the Moon Gate back home. The weight in her heart didn't lighten as she traveled further away from the Hostel. This part of her past would never go away.

She finally reached the Luna Moon Gate and raced through, back in trammel she got her bearings at the Britain Moon Gate then made the quick ride north west through the mountain pass home. Dismounting in front of the Palace she walked inside and could smell the fresh jasmine. The Queen must be around. As she scanned the room she saw her Highness looking at a map on the great table.

"Your Highness.", she said politely as she bowed.

"Lady Temptation, oh good you are back. Come here and look."

She walked over to the Queen and saw she had a map before her. "What is this?"

"I spoke with my sister and she informed me that Lord Thrax has a peculiar problem in Papua. There have been some very bad things." She pointed to the map. "I am going to dispatch you with a letter to him that you are to aid in the search for what is causing the problem.

"Yes, your highness." she answered. "I will start securing what I need before I go.

She excused herself and made her way upstairs. The room that was Ishtar's is where she had been staying when she was home. In the room she removed her armor and left it to be repaired while she decided to take a bath. Looking at her arms and her neck in the mirror her latest cuts were healing. To this day she had no idea where they came from. She would awake with them from time to time. Luckily few scarred.
She put some bath salts in the hot water to help her aching muscles and bones from her journey and then sank in the tub. This was to be her last reprieve before her journey. Closing her eyes she tried to think back to happier times, but all she saw was a face she wished she could forget.
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