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Time for dinner came again like rain in a night storm.

Sudden and hasty.

Hazel freshened up for the evening. She brushed her hair down into long beautiful curls, letting it run down her shoulders. She dressed up in a simple, plain, dark purple, short dress.

She walked down the stairs to the living room first.

The almost museum style living room was quite the place to behold.

Dark brown and greyish couches and throw pillows, with majestically carved woods atop the head rest of each chair. In the middle of each spiral shaped carving was a small head of a carved wolf.

And there again was that painting of the world on the far end of the living room.

The wolf had dark amber colored eyes, each strand of hair upon it was very detailedly drawn out to make it look quite realistic. Those fiery amber eyes of it almost seemed to burn into Hazel.

There were pictures hung up on the wall too.

There was a majestic picture of the King, wearing a sort of ragalia and his crown.

He wore a long d