Melisande was confused. There's nothing particularly special about this statement. It was simply a fact. Melisande was confused because there was something that should have been with her that suddenly wasn't. And she'd have sworn she'd just had it in her bag.
She was't alarmed. Not yet. Mostly, she was disgruntled. All the other papers were here. And that one should have been in front of all the others. So what could have happened to it?
Her answer came in a rush of warm, clean wind. As her hair moved with the currents, a very important paper breezed by right in front of her face. Whilst time was not affected in the slightest, to Melisande it actually felt like it moved in slow motion. And perhaps an observant person could gradually see the color easing from her face as realizing gently settled in. Before she shrieked in quite the alarm and took off running.
"Someone! That paper! Catch it!"
Meli didn't actually wonder why she yelled. She was pretty sure no one would pay attention to her. She was merely a commoner after all. It wasn't like she could offer them anything for their aid. Still... desperation talked. And the further it got away, the more frantic she got. Pretty soon, she was nearly bowling people over so as not to lose sight of that very important paper.