Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20160701214926/@comment-17114085-20160703192315

Atron grunted with displeasure at the guard when she walked away.

A couple minutes later the Chancellor announced the next person to speak to the king. "Your grace, Emissary Atron Frensca of Sancarnen, nephew to Vendis Tur Gerelle Frensca, Blood of Orgnum."

The emissary walked up to the throne, with a grin on his face as he eyed the guard from before. Is this far enough, miss? He asked her with his gaze. When he was at the foot of the steps, not to far from Ardis, he bowed to the Aran.

Varla-Nal thought nothing of it, but the way that Atron was looking up at him and his wife while he bowed was a telling sign to the trained eye. Formal etiquitte decreed that one must bow their head and look to the ground when adressing the king, not look up at him. To do so was to give a hollow bow, one not meant to show respect.

"Your grace, I come bearing a request from my aunt. She asks that you increase the amount of ships patrolling along the sea trade routes outside of Adarelle. Piracy has always been an issue outside of the God's Sea. My dear aunt Gerelle would like to avoid the misfortune that befell her, all those years ago when her ship was attacked by pirates and her eye was blinded, to happen again to one of our vessels." Atron said.

"I'll see to it that more ships are allocated to the task. Chancellor, inform Trinimac that I order him to increase the guard vessels along our coasts."

"Your grace." The Aldmer bowed.

The Emissary bowed as well and headed back.

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Anariel decided that Varla had suffered through enough of the day's complaints and sent a look to the Lord High Chancellor, to notify him that enough was enough. If he disobeyed, she'd merely feign a headache (like she offered before). Besides, even a frown from her would attract the entire rooms attention, as it would be very out of character for the "lovely" Queen....

With the Ara's look, the Chancellor didn't call the next noble. Instead he turned to the king and told him. "That is all, your grace."

Thank Auri-El, "The court is dismissed." Varla-Nal said.