Lord of the East (2)

"I've found him, Magenta. Applicant #223, who is that?!" 

Lady Amara's sudden outburst had pierced right through the tranquil air she had set up and destroyed the next instance. She had dropped to her knees on the balcony, leaning so far over the edge that it seemed as though she was going to topple over. 

Her pink eyes were wide and sparkling with excitement as she pointed wildly toward the forest below. 

This spontaneous behavior was completely at odds with the somber figure she had been moments ago, and Magenta knew what it usually meant. 

Even the present men and women who carried themselves with professional detachment were taken aback by this, but they managed to hide it well.

'It's expected. They don't know her like I do. This is the first time they are meeting her after all'