Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20160618002914/@comment-24685738-20160726162341

(Oh-ho-ho! We all know where this is going!)

Damian was a bit irritated, of course, that Rob had brought his sister so much grief, but he wasn't going to declare war on Jehanna for it. Or, what was left of Jehanna. Rob, the King who lost his City, did not possess many assets at the moment.

Of course, he laughed a bit when he heard that Rob had slept with a soldier in his army. He found it hilarious, and he began to think that the girl, Jeanne, was trying to sleep her way to the top. He'd seen it before, of course, and had allowed a few women to believe that they would get anywhere by sleeping with him.

Of course, he did slip potions into their drinks, afterwards, to ensure there were no bastards left behind. The only time he hadn't slipped a potion in was with the Princess of Morrowind, but he didn't regret that one. He could blackmail her for assistance, if he needed it. Thus, he didn't begrudge Rob sleeping about with his soldiers.

So long as there were no bastards to fight with his sister's children for the throne of Jehanna. If everything went right, with everything he planned to do, the Solances would rule more than one kingdom by the end of the year.