Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20160701214926/@comment-25126355-20160706165147

Anariel looked up at her husband, before placing her own hand over his.

"Rather unlikely. If it was an actual threat, then it would be far less chaotic, I would think." Celemaira spoke as she entered the room, two Tatayla agents following her. She approached the table closer, offering silent greetings to those present.

"Mother?" Anariel asked, visibly surprised. "What are you doing here?"

"Is that the proper way a daughter greets her mother?"

"It's just... Last I heard you were still in Val Cira..."

"Well, if I wish to study my subject of interest, best not to let them know they're being studied. In any case, the fires were not the result of some anti-monarchal group. I would even go so far as to state that they were accidental. Or, at the very least, that them spreading was accidental." Celemaira explained, her voice calm and rational as always.