Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20160910175125/@comment-17114085-20161230115530

(Matthias didn't take her, as Julien didn't want to make a deal with Lord Bathou. She was left back in Jehanna last I remembered. So she might still be there.)

The feast went well into the night, but as midnight passed the party died down and soon ended.

When all was over, the guests retired to their homes, some to their rooms in the castle.

Bellisa had to retire with Perien to his chambers, the moment she had been dreading. The walk to the Royal family's Wing of the castle felt like an eternity to her. When they arrived, Sir Samuel, the ever present loyal knight, opened the door for them.

Perien went in first, with Bellisa going in slowly. She didn't want to be there.

When the door closed behind them, Perien turned around.

She thought that he was going to make a move on her, but she was mistaken.

The tired looking old king simple looked at her with dismissive eyes and told her. "The door over at the corner will take you to your chambers."

She looked over to where he was gesturing and saw a door at the other side of the room. She had thought she was going to be sharing his bed here in his chambers, so this came as a surprise to her. "Your grace?" She didn't understand.

"Your room. You'll be sleeping over there." Perien said once more.

She didn't know why at that moment but this angered her. "We will not be sharing a bed?"

Perien headed over to his armchair and sat down. "No, no." He said. "This is a political marriage, one only useful for keeping your brother in check. I've no interest in you. I've already got a son and heir. I wouldn't want to risk him getting a contender to his titles."

Bellisa frowned and headed off to her room. She was furious. Not because it was Perien that had rejected her, but because this was becoming a habit. First she was rejected by those at home, then by King Rob, now by High King Perien.