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Sighing, Amara shook her head at herself in both frustration and anger. Turning, she pressed her back to the cool stone of the palace wall before bringing a hand up to rest a heel against her forehead. Hearing the shuffling footsteps of another, the Lady glanced up quickly, doing her best to pull herself together. "I beg your pardon," she began, stepping quickly forward. "Please, excuse my intrusion, however I wondered if you might be able to assist me. You see, I seem to have...Jammed the door to my quarters and I...Am in need of a personal item." Glancing at the stuck door, Amara bit into her lower lip anxiously.














