riana-Kali sat patiently at her dressing table as her personal maids
prepared her for that evenings festivities. She heaved in a deep breath and
repeated a short calming meditation chant she learned while studying at the
Temple of the Sacred flame, in her mind. She noticed that she was using the
chant more often with each passing day. When she finished she watched the
reflections of her maids as they tugged at her long imperial purple dress and
fussed with her hair. She as she contiuned to gaze into the mirror she focused
in on her red and white hair. Her maids had turned her once simplely styled hair
into a massive complex design of braids and curls. She was sure they did this
on her sister Lynne’s orders. Briana-Kali even felt sorry for them because she
knew that once they were finished with her hair she would only take it down and
do a simple style of her own.