Tazanna’s eyes fell on the elegant woman by the door. She was dressed in a long silver dress, with a black beaded belt that accentuated her small waist. Her flaming red hair was neatly braided behind her back, falling all the way to just below her bottom. She walked slowly towards the bed, looking as though her feet were not touching the ground, her green eyes sparkling.
Tazanna watched as everyone gave her a small bow of respect and she returned with one of her own.
“It’s such a pleasure to finally meet you again after all this time,” the High Priestess reached for her hand. Her hands were warm and soft, her smile easy. “Though I had hoped it would have been in much better circumstances.”
“Again?” Tazanna frowned with confusion. She was sure she had never met her before. She was sure
