Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20160618002914/@comment-17114085-20160716132639

(She is, but it's the middle of the night currently. Probably around 3 in the morning or something like that. So she would probably be sleeping.)

Lyon looked from Cyrus to Jovron, then shook his head.

Jovron sighed. "I was willing to forget what I just saw given a sufficient explanation, but if you remain quiet I'm going to have to arrest you. I can't condone murder."

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Jeanne took another sip. The chunckled. "Is that really such a surprise, do I not look like a lady?" She asked him, pretending to be a little hunt by his surprise.

"No, no. I didn't mean it like that. It's just...a noblewoman in the Adamantine Order isn't a common thing." Rob said, trying to apologize.

Jeanne chuckled. "It's alright, your majesty. I was just messing with you. I haven't told many people of my true origin. Only a handful of my comrades in the garrison know, including Sir Ormax. My name is Jeanne Nathans, youngest daughter of Lady Nathans from Gauvadon."

"Had I known you were the daughter of a lady, I would have addressed you properly, milady." Rob said. He put emphases on the final word, exaggerating it.

"Please don't." She said and gave him a small push. "I'd rather word not get out."

"Your secret is safe with me, milady." Rob replied.

Jeanne chuckled. "You're just messing with me now."

Rob chuckled alongside her as the two continued to share a drink. He was very much enjoying his time with her. It was probably the first time since before the start of the war where he was feeling happy, where he wasn't thinking every moment of the war and its many consequences, of his sister, brother, father and his kingdom. Right now it was like none of that even existed. It was just Jeanne, him and their drinks.