Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20160807152142/@comment-17114085-20160928130843

The Lone Wolf nodded. The two Witchers left the inn and headed to the slums.

There they spotted the Queen and her escort. A handful of knights surrounded the Queen as she walked through the crowd that had gathered to meet her.

They called to her, many asking for help, others just praising her.

She stopped next to a woman and her young child, whom had asked for help saying that her husband had been killed during the last vampire attack.

Marcella approached to woman and handed her a pouch of gold. "I know this will not bring back your husband, but it should make life easier now that he is gone." Her voice was warm, soft and filled with kindness.

"Many thanks, your highness." the peasant said with a bow.

The Queen was doing the same with other citizens, giving them gold to ease their troubles.

Rigel watched for a distance. The patrons weren't lying, the queen is stunning. Marcella was probably the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, which was something hard to top given that the Witcher had lived for 90 years.