To the Knights of Ne (assuming you go that name from monty python and holy grail I love the monty python cast:)!Life of Brian is pretty damn funny too) Okay yeah they're servants but maybe they have really really good eyes and maybe Xylia's a little ditzy so she didn't notice tons of random people staring at her.

Yeah also I'm going away to somewhere (I can't remember) but it involves aeroplanes and lots of packing and me being sad 'cause I'm not gonna be near a computer for like a (look if you take away the L in the misspelled likea its IKEA!) week….:( waaah, but don't worry! I will come back! And I will continue this story!

Okay so Gary's gonna be kinda OC I just suck at capturing other people's characters which is probably bad because this is fanfiction….. but ……..

Also also also! This is set during First Test, I know the timing doesn't work but I like Keladry.

Xylia stood at the gate, waiting, still oblivious to the servants hiding behind the granite walls, trying to soak up as much of this new stranger as they could.

So close, yet I must…… wait….. patience is a virtue all must sometime acquire...hhmmm.

Xylia pursed her lips. So she had a purpose, a goal, but the flexibility this body gave her mad her itch to explore all she could do with it, make the best of it, well I'm going whether I like it or not.

She still missed her tree form, true she couldn't grow apples, and she had lost the peaceful beauty of what she had once been, and being continuously restless she had a hard time focusing on the future.

Gareth the Younger raised his arm and made a funny signal with his hand, notifying the guards to open the gate for the young woman. As the wrought iron gate separated, they revealed a girl apt and fitting the description of the groundskeeper. Very, mysterious Gary shook his head so foreign, why is she here though?

Walking up to her, he curtly bowed to her,

'Welcome to fief Naxen, though I must admit only under rare circumstance would a lord greet you personally, but apparently your appearance has cause some, disarray, among the village people (A/N macho macho man ye-ah I want to be a…) If I may be so bold to ask, who are you and why, exactly are you here?'

'You may ask me,' Xylia responded, not really understanding him 'My Lord.'

Her voice was muted and husky, pleasant in a stilling way, powerful as an avalanche, but soft as snow flurries. (A/N I just really wanted to use that)

'I thus so ask the previous stated questions relating to your identity.' He said with a smirk, he always felt kind of like Alanna when he spoke pertly.

'My given name is Xylia Pyrus Malus. I happen to be searching for a person with certain magical abilities.'

She's managing to be vague without being rude, makes me think of Alanna again……

'Come inside dear Xylia, and if you care to be more specific about whom you're looking for, I might be able to help you find him.'

Gareth was getting bored now; he just wanted her to come inside, so he could sit down. He had been up all night finishing up the accounting and very much wanted to back to Corus, to see his wife, Lady Cynthia.

'Or her.' Xylia whispered, looking at the ground.

'What was that?' Gareth turned.

'Nothing of consequence…..'

In the main hall, Xylia eyes were wide, soaking up all the detail of the large rectangular room. (A/N I like rectangles) Tapestries hung off the walls like ivy and slim silver vases held pink lilies and chrysanthemums.

Almost halfway down the hall there was a beautiful carpet, intricately woven and the dulled colours seemed to pull your eyes to the door standing at the end of the hall.

Gareth glanced over his shoulder to make sure the girl was following.

She's inhuman, what is she, her looks leave exotic far behind, could she be a goddess? No, not possible……

As they walked into the main parlor, he motioned to a large embroidered chair.

'Please sit.'

'Thank you.'

The groundskeeper was envious of the guards, why couldn't he stand and stare at the girl. Grrrrr. He was angry he had spoken up, helped the lord, yet he didn't even get the chance to meet this girl.

'Mark!'

'Yeah, yeah, I'm coming!' he shouted back to his friend Carl. He and Cark had been friends for years; their parents had been good friends also. And now both in their late teens, they had acquired good jobs in the fief-dom.

Byebye please reveiw ;) I'll be back soon!

Hug all the trees you see everybody needs love...