01-30-2011, 05:56 PM
Callista kept still in her bowing position until she felt hands grab her and pull her gently up. Callista, shaking a bit, expected the worse, but stood nevertheless, keeping her gaze lowered. Her facial expressions remained blank, even as she spoke of being a servant of Isis. After all, not all servants of gods and goddesses were kind and gentle. However, this was the best treatments she'd been given at the palace yet, and she was glad for it. "My name?" Callista's eyes widened in surprise, she had never been asked that since she left Greece. "My name is Callista, Your Highness. I am to serve your every wish."
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