Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-28667390-20161220050036/@comment-30797179-20170131022651

In Alinor
"Your royal highness, Elledan, Battlereeve of Dusk." A royal servant proclaimed, the great doors before the throneroom were pulled open. Upright subjects watched with interest as Elledan strode into the room, clad in his heavy and decorated Elven armour. Its appearence shone brightly like gold, and his white cape flapping behind him. The chamber was quiet but for the footsteps of Elledan, who knelt before the king.

"Your majesty." His speech was quick, loud and ellegant. He looked upon the majestic king, his throne was awesome.

"Our subjects in the Imperial city have failed to report on her grace, Queen Ealie." The sunbects in the room looked shocked.

"I suspect foul play, your highness." As he said it, an Imperial diplomat looked worried, whether or not he knew anything about it didnt matter, if the Imperials had laid a finger on her he would be killed.