Walking over to the chair Mira plopped down in it. "I would love something to eat my Queen, I'm quite famished." Turning to Resa, Mira gave her a grin before she walked out. "Always about my hair with that women. But she is right I might go in there tomorrow and get it fixed."

As she walked to the stables Madela starting singing softly. She did that often when she was bored or was doing something that did take a lot of effort. Walking through the door Madela continued to sing as she walked to her white horses stall.