Pirina was on her back, her head hanging off of the end of her bed as she dozed. Her knees were in the air, one crossed over the other at the knee, and one foot firmly planted on the bed. Her arms were sprawled out over the sheets. Every so often she would snore, somewhat loudly. Nobody bothered to check up on her and tell her to knock it off, mainly out of fear. After all, she was the princess of the Water Fairies. Her mother was queen, the ruler of them all, and could have anyone executed at the drop of a hat. No one that valued their life would dare make her or anyone in her family upset in any way.
Her family's most trusted servant peeked into her room and noticed she was asleep. He thought about leaving her alone, but figured this news was urgent enough to wake her with.
"
My lady," he said, softly at first. He cleared his throat and knocked on the wood frame of the doorway, being careful not to take a single step inside her room. "
My lady," he repeated louder than before.
Pirina stirred, mumbling, "
Hmm? Who? What?"
She turned over on her stomach and opened her eyes. They met with the servant, who greeted her with a smile.
"
Arlid!" she sang out, still in her dreamlike state, She stretched her arms out wide towards him. She would never admit it, but she had a soft spot for this man. He was her caregiver when she was young, and he was always very kind to her. "
What is it?"
"
It's the orcs," Arlid began, standing up straight at her doorway. "
I'm afraid they're after the Elves again too, though I'm not sure why. I figured you'd like to know."
Pirina swung herself up into a sitting position. Her feet were now on the ground. She put a finger to her chin and tapped it gently, humming to herself. "
Orcs, hmm? At it again? When will they ever quit." She dismissed the servant, waiting for him to leave before she got up to look out her window. She was in a tall tower, overlooking a good part of the land, but no where could she see an orc tribe, or any elves for that matter. "
Well, maybe we'll just go see what's happening for ourselves, shall we?" she crooned to herself, smiling at the mischievous reflection in the window.