Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191205184926/@comment-5543592-20191205235511

"It was purely political." The Countess said. "Set up by my father, some thirty years ago now.  I've learned to live with it."

"No luck?" Nyasia raised a brow.

Enzo was near the entrance to the keep, standing properly, hands clasped behind his back.