Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20161212045904/@comment-25073873-20161217024031

Aeorin smiled, and placed a hand on Sybille's shoulder, not caring if it would be considered molest, as his shortened the distance between them, so his lips were at her ear. Gazing out of the corner of his eyes, he whispered "you know an awful lot about the Empire. It would either be that they are careless to the point of being idiots, or you know this information not from a spy. Because they wouldn't have caught your spy if she could send all these details. You can't hide anymore."

"Especially how the Empress looks. Like you. Which would mean you are related in some way, probably by blood. Your eagerness about removing the patriach here via a court martial is very ... suspicious. You grab power, almost like an official of the Empire. If I deduced correctly, you poisoned the previous wife, used your feminine wiles to get the patriach to marry you, and you plan to shut him from the world as you take control. Because you are from the Empire. Their Empress in disguise."

Aeorin's face was in a frown, as he said "the game is up. It doesn't matter if you think you can kill me, because all Fontaines can generate lethal shocks from their bodies, and my hand is on your shoulder. I wonder if I will be faster, or you."