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Post by Countess Arriana Valga on Dec 14, 2009 14:36:48 GMT -5
It was another usual day. Countess Arriana woke up rather early today was this a sing of something or not she did not know that. For an hour before 6am she was thinking about life and so on a memory recalled it self over and over again it was the memory of the death of her husband. She tried really hard to drive those ideas away and somehow she managed. Countess got out of the bead and took a book from her private book case and she read it for an hour.
Now it was 6am and her daily routine now commanded her to breakfast. Arriana rose up and headed out of her bed chambers where she met her bodyguard they changed greetings and then headed down to the great hall to eat. Countess was there first then came the servants and councilors . Arriana had a slight breakfast today because she just was not hungry today She was thinking what all that means waking up earlier than usual and not having a appetite.
Breakfast eaten now was time to put a smile on her face and head to the reception area to counsel the needs of citizens and travelers who come from long lands and perhaps give permission to sell few houses. the reception hall was quit nice and she liked sitting there with a smile on her face because she knows that Chorrol is a town worthy of its reputation and all tanks to her. She sat in her throne and waited for people to arrive.
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