Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20170725043749/@comment-24685738-20170729021059

"Truly?" Arik glanced at Meilir, striding for the dining room to take his dinner. Eva followed them, although she stayed a bit away from Meilir just as she had since they had met.

Rhaela seemed to ignore him, brushing her fingers over the topagraphical map of the continent, wrapping her hand around the Throat of the World in Skyrim. "That greedy, grasping, manipulative bitch." She hissed.

"She and Dane have been planning this since they got married, I'm sure of it. Couldn't wait for Maerys to die, no, they had to somehow instigate Aerion into all of this."

She looked up at Taeris, looking more than a little pissed off. "Dane and Kiara weren't at the Royal Wedding, and I wonder why. Dane isn't here either, and if I'm right he's in High Rock already making alliances."

The Princess sighed, running a hand through her black curls. "But we don't have a choice, now, do we? We need them, so we're going to work hard for them. Although it wouldn't hurt for them to be more loyal to us, don't you think?"