Miru closed her book and stepped out of her cave blinking her eyes adjusting to the light. She began walking she reached the forest blocking her view of town and walked through. No one ever went through here until now. Unknowingly she stepped right into a trap set for the gracelings that hadn't been shown to King Neal. As twilight settled a man walked up to the trap he immediately landed a hard blow onto Miru's head knocking her unconscious.
The man, Dynami slung Miru over his shoulder as he began walking toward the palace in the kings city not far from the small town Miru had visited. Once inside the castle Miru woke inside a small closed off room Miru wished she was able to change into something smaller and unnoticeable than a pink and black wolf. The moment she woke the guards unlocked the door and checked the bindings on Miru's wrists and ankles. Then the two hauled her to a large room which seated at a high backed chair stood King Neal. The king's voice echoed in the room "what is your grace boy?"
"I am no boy," Miru answered beginning to get angry and somewhat frightened.
"Well that's doesn't answer my question what is your grace?" the king again boomed.
"I see in to the future." Miru whispered loud enough for the guards next to her to hear.
"She can see the future," the guard closer to her repeated.
Suddenly for any and every reason Miru's rage exploded being kidnapped, knocked out, imprisoned, called a boy and every other tiny problem of the past few days. She changed into a wolf and snapped at the bindings still secure on her wrists and dashed for the door. Only to be caught by a few guards and…the man that caught her?
The king yelled "beautiful," and slightly lowering his voice he said "we will keep her I don't want her to leave we need a grace exactly like this one I want to talk to her once she gets properly bathed and dressed."
Miru allowed the man that had caught her to walk her to a room. A pair of clothes was sitting on the bed and a steaming bath was drawn in the corner. While she had been admiring the room the man had left. She walked over to the bath and changed back into human form. Sinking into the water the grime that had been collecting on her skin was scrubbed off. And as she stepped out she got on a simple white towel and dried off. She walked over to her bed and put on her clothes. A black dress with pink ribbon lacing up her midsection with long simple sleeves and a floor length skirt. Hanging on a hook next to the door was a black cloak she put that on over her dress and stepped out.
