Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20160701214926/@comment-25126355-20160703180739

Anariel stood silently beside her husband as the emissaries came and went. A purge was called. A Wandering  Ehlnofey was reported to be seen in the woods. " Ardis won't like this... " she thought.

However, soon enough she could feel Varla's discomfort. The looks she received  she mostly ignored. Only a few leering nobles made her feel unpleasant, but none as much as the emissary of Sancarnen. He was a loathsome creature. She way he looked at her made her skin crawl.

Only a select few knew how Anariel felt about that... odioth. Varla shouldn't be bothered with this... And it would be too odd and out of protocol for one of her ladies to do something about it... But Ayla knew.

Anariel sought out her cousin in the crowd, sending her a silent look, as if to ask her to do something about that Orgnum-ite, to distract him from looking at her. Though, perhaps she really should feign a headache. It'll save both Varla and herself from the discomfort of the moment.