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Rane was very bored in the city.

She had a job, weaving stuff.

Which is why it was boring.

She sometimes amused herself by talking to the weave mistress in her head.

It was so much fun to watch her whirl around, trying to find out who was talking to her.

She was doing this, when she was summoned by Nasuada.

Rane was confused. What did Nasauda want from her?

The messanger boy led her through the coridors. Rane made sure her ears were covered with her flame colored hair.

When they reached Nasuada's room, they asked permitance and they were premitted.

The messanger boy stayed outside while Rane went in.

Nasauda was playing with a flower petal, the petal between her thumb and her forefinger.

Rane stood there, rigid.

"You may sit down."

Rane sat down.

"Now, I suppose your wondering why you are here."

Rane spoke, "Yes."

Nasuada raised an eyebrow. Rane had spoken out.

She didn't repent.

Nasuada continued, and said, "Our spies in the uncompleted fortress, have informed me that Satchiel and Riohni have left. They might be anywhere."

Rane nodded. It was likely. But why was she telling her this??

Nasuada spoke yet again. "I told you this because he rescued you. But, now to tell you the true reason for being here."

Rane looked at her, her attention totally on Nasauda.

"I want you to be trained. By an elf I know."

Rane raised her eyebrow. "An elf? And trained? Why, milady, would you do this? I am a woman."

Nasuada smiled, and replied in a most laughing matter. "You need not hide that you are part elf. I noticed the instant you entered my office the first time."

Nasuada grin broadened even more as Rane stared in disbelief.

Rane recovered. "Part elf? Surely you jest, milady."

Nasuada replied, and took control of her mirth. "No, I do not. Pull back your hair and show me your ears."

Rane stared at her, in disbeleif. Nasuada spoke again, "Show me your ears."

Rane did so, and Nasuada just smiled again. "See? I need you to be trained. Part-elf or not, you have retained a lot of elven traits. Even the men have noticed."

Rane felt blood rush to her face. What did she mean by that? "I will concede to the training, milady. But tell me, who is the elf?"

"Her name is Arya."

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