"Pardon me, but do you mind if I join you for breakfast? I have been here some time and have not yet met anyone to talk to. I should like to catch up on what's going on in the world."
Kitanna looked up at a young woman with long blond hair who now stood before her. She pushed out the chair across from her with her foot before briniging her legs back in. "Please, have a seat."
The woman sat down across from Kitanna and gave her a friendly smile. Kitanna returned the smile, but she was rather annoyed at losing her leg room, but she wasn't usually one to turn down company. For the last few weeks her only companionship had been her horse and there wasn't much conversation to be had there.
"I am Kitanna," She said shaking the woman's hand. "And if I might have the pleasure of knowing your name?" Kitanna waited patiently for an answer.
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