Note: Sorry it's so short…and I know I should be updating ALICE a bit more, but I have no inspiration for that story at the moment…

Talking: "Hi"

Thinking: 'Hi'

Other language: "Hi"

Kori sighed heavily in annoyance as she walked down the surprisingly long hallway to the gigantic palace she was in at the moment, her left eye twitched with aggravation each time she glanced up at the same exact design on the stone walls she had been looking at for ten minutes. By now one would go mentally insane, but Kori tried her best to hold down the feelings by humming random tunes and walking at a faster pace, not to mention biting down on her bottom lip. She sighed again, punching a nearby wall with force.

"..If I owned this place the first ting I would do is punch who ever designed this palace in the face!" Kori mumbled under her breath as she slid down the wall to the floor. Her anger was starting to subside now, but her burns were starting to flare up again and she needed to use the bathroom. She was so fixated on finding Mana that she had forgotten about her own bodily needs, and now the poor girl had to pay the price. "This is bad…I'm most likely miles away from the room I was in and I have to pee." Kori spied down each side of the hallway, her curly hair falling her shoulder. First Right, then left, but no one was coming. She lay back against the side again, closing her eyes and thinking. "I'm completely lost…"

"Excuse me, but are you alright, Kori?" The soft melodic voice of a woman said, no, sang to the Greek girl, making Kori's eyes shoot open. Kori felt her face flush a bit as she stared into the beautiful face of a woman with long black hair hidden by a gold headdress. She had dark blue eyes, and such a kind face it would make any body melt. Kori quickly averted her gaze, for this woman must have been a deity of some sorts. "Do you need help?"

"Oh! Well, not really…I mean, yes! I was looking for a girl named Mana, and I sort of, got ost. And my burns are beginning to hurt again…" Kori tried her best not to complain, but it was hard to mask her frustration. The woman let out a angelic laugh and took Kori's hand to help her off the ground. Her hand was soft, unlike Kori's now calloused hands due to climbing rocks and such while she was on her way to the palace with Mana. She now realized why she felt weird around this woman; the woman was everything Kori wished she could be.

"Oh, is that all? Come now and I'll clean you up, you poor thing. Walking around in this condition? I'm going to have to have a long talk with Aloli and Neema when we get you back to bed. "The woman said in what must have been her harshest tone, but Kori couldn't even tell she was angry at all. The woman stopped for a split second and examined Kori's torn and ragged toga with a frown. "I guess we'll have to get you new cloths too. Can't have you walk around half clothed like that."

"Oh, thank you…" Kori mumbled, the red now fading from her already pink cheeks, right now she was thankful that she was burned.

Kori yelped in surprise before being submerged in a gigantic bath of warm water, coughing out the unwanted liquid that shot up her nose. "What the…?"

"This is my bath; you are allowed to use this even when I'm not around. If any one catches you in here, say that you are in the process of being purified." The woman said, tossing the ripped toga to the side and taking out a thin towel for Kori to use. It was kind of embarrassing having an older woman be around while she was bathing in a strange place. Although, the mystery woman reminded Kori a lot of her mother, so she had an odd sense of peace in the storm of her emotions. "Kori," She began.

"Huh?"

"If you need me for any reason just ask for Isis."

"K-Kay…" Kori stuttered as Isis gave a small wave goodbye and left Kori alone in privacy. Before she had left she set a white dress on the floor next to the bath. It was far enough to not get wet, thank fully. Kori sunk further into the bath and began to wash her hair. She let out a long and happy breath. "Isis is such a nice woman…wait, how did she know my name?!"

Days had passed since the news of the Greek girl being found in the library by Mahado had been spread through every part of the palace, yet none other than Mana, Isis, and Mahado had yet to see her. "She's definitely not a threat at the moment." Isis said harshly as her hand rested upon her millennium necklace, her face relaxed despite the situation. She was standing at the side of the library room along with her companion, Mahado. The man let out a breath of relief.

"That's good to know." He said, rubbing his temple. "I have already made sure that Mana is punished for her recklessness, but thank the gods that you were able to meet her in person since I have yet to, well in full consciousness anyway."

"Don't be so stressed about it, and besides, she is still weak from her burns. If we keep her here while she heals, we can grow a strong bond with her and maybe we can control what that thing is inside." Isis said sweetly while putting a hand on the man's shoulder. Mahado nodded and smiled.

"And also she is too weak to survive a separation yet."

To be continued….