[okay thanks guys
Ana looked to the canvas, she'd never been articlarly arty...er mother having always focused her studies on music, her sister following dance and her brothers...well hunting had been their area of experties.
She stood, closing her eyes a moment, trying to focus her thoughts, she needed something, something to think about, something to focus on, take her away from what was hapening in the castle.
Thinking about Gabriel was too painful, too losely related to thinking about Santi...so that was out of the window, that left her life before him, the simple easy life she had with her family before the revolution came.
That left her mother...Ana's thoughts slowly drifted back to the small emerald dragon she had in her room, the only thing she had left of her humam life,
"excuse me a moment" She smiled to Mora before sliping from the room, heading swiftly up the stairs and allong the corridor towards her room.