01-30-2011, 06:34 AM
(Mkay. Works for me.)
Callista quickly scurried down along the hallway in the direction in which the guard had pointed. Once arriving at the room of the new soon-to-be queen, she set down the pitcher of water by the door, but before she had the chance to walk in, the guard behind her gave her a firm shove into the room. Callista stumbled forward, very nearly dropping her tray as she gave a small cry of pain, but said no complaint of it. Complaining would only earn her harsher treatment, after all. The tray she held consisted of three goblets, one of ice water, one of the best wine the palace had to offer, the third of some kind of exotic juice. Carfeully setting the tray upon the floor beside her, Callsita got down onto her knees, bowing deeply so that her forehead brushed against the floor, as she had been taught. "Refreshments, Your Highness." She didn't dare look at the woman in the chamber, fearing that she too may dislike being looked at, even if no eye contact was made.
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