Anne Bishop owns the world and Dorothea, I own Zalean.
A world where Queens ruled, a world of courts and magic, a world she couldn't leave.
The room where they had disposed of her was more than adequate. The grand centerpiece of the room was a bed featuring a curtain of gauzy material that draped to the floor. A full wardrobe and personal study completed the elegant package. All the books that filled the studies many shelves which Dorothea selected either contained the history of the Blood or Court etiquette. Zalean was curious as to the history of the blood but after being meticulously questioned by Dorothea all she wanted was to sleep.
Collapsing onto the feather mattress she felt less comfortable then she had imagined. Remembering her hidden treasures, Zalean quickly emptied her stash. Ignoring the bread (her tummy already full with Dorothea's satisfying dinner) she grabbed the package the priestess had given her. With swift precise fingers she unwrapped it leaving only a black rawhide bracelet in her palm.
At first Zalean assumed that it was just an ordinary bracelet but assumptions can be misleading, and hers was. For in the center was an octagonal cut jewel. It was just as translucent as a diamond yet she noticed it wasn't sharply cut or perfectly shaped, as it would be in the case it was a diamond.
Dorothea had explained to Zalean that jewels represented rank among the blood, they were objects in which to channel power through. They were also color-coded so as to show their owner's power; the darker the jewel the more powerful the holder. This jewel was clear, obviously not powerful, but she could always look it up in one of the many Blood books.
Zalean wisely stashed the package beneath her bed remembering the dirty look Dorothea had cast on her when Zalean had explained that she was non-magic. If Dorothea were to find that she was in possession of a jewel there was no telling how the lady would react.
Sleep crept into Zalean willing her to stretch back out on the bed, which proved extra comfortable with the Sophia bread and bracelet now put aside. The downiness that incased her soon lulled her to sleep.
A/n: Review please. And special thanks to Lady11Occult.