Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20160618002914/@comment-17114085-20160713114822

(There is no rush, since you are a whole day ahead of everyone else.)

Julien wasn't so much agitated as he was in a sour mood. Losing half his forces in a battle that he should have won easily would do that to a person.

"What little matter?" The king asked.

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Late into the night, King Rob was sitting on his bed, thinking.

"My king." sir Cirges said almost in a whisper as he leaned into the tent. "Oh, you're awake. I was afraid to wake you."

"It's fine, I haven't been able to sleep anyway." Rob told the knight. "What is it?"

"Someone is here to see you." The Knight told him.

Roberto sighed. "Mother sure is persistant."

Cirges shook his head. "It is not the Queen Dowager."

"Who then?" Rob asked.

"A soldier, from Ormax's garrison. She says she has a debt to pay to you. She says her name is Jeanne." He replied.

Ah, the archer. He realized. He wasn't too sure why she had come but he wasn't able to sleep anyway so company would do him some good. "Alright, let her in."

The Knight nodded and headed back outside. Moments later Jeanne walked in.

She wasn't in her Adamantine Order armor. Instead she was using a loose white cloth shirt, leather pants and worn boots. Now that she was not wearing a helmet, Rob could see that her hair was cut short. She had a scar on her left cheek, a common thing among soldiers. "Good night, King Roberto." She said with a bow. In her hand was a bottle of ale. "Sorry to disturb you so late but I was only able to get away from my comrades at this hour when most are asleep."

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"Cyrus...why?" Jovron asked. Him, Lyon and others were nearby when the knight killed his own father. "Why did you just murder him, he came here to save you?"