It was the day before her wedding. Princess Razielle would have lazed about in her canopied bed for another few hours, had she not determined to have breakfast with the Queen this morning. They needed to talk. Not as a ward to her monarch. Not even as fellow students of their dark master..

Razielle needed Adraudia. Not the Sith, or the Queen.. Just the friend she'd had since childhood. The one who was as close as a sister to her. It was only fitting that she know the truth.

At the appointed hour, a queasy looking Razielle left her rooms, making her way to the Queen's side.

Lira had offered to accompany her, but rather than have servants they did nto really need lurking about she suggested maybe taking some free time to herself that morning, and possibly inviting Jaynie along as well...