Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20150409160545/@comment-25418438-20150411135127

Emeric sat alone in his solar with Flamerend laying on his desk. Such a beautiful blade is the sister sword of Chillrend, but I still wouldn't trade it for my Alpha or even Rodwell's Omega he thought as he stared at the blade's unusual red glow. Emeric had taken the blade into custody following the High King's death officially to secure its inheritance by the unborn child currently residing in the Queen's stomach. The Queen's child he thought ''three months I have to solidify my hold onto this land until that brat ruins it all. It will have to go... but not right now, for now there are other more pressing fools to deal with''. One of the servants knocked on the door of his solar and informed him of a Bosmer guest at the Manor. Emeric didn't like the idea of Cassander being privy to sensitive information, after all he is the most noble of them all, but still honor can bring the downfall of thieves, and right now Emeric needed to be a thief to get away with stealing an entire kingdom.

By the time The breton reached the Manor nightfall had slowly crept over Shornhelm. He opened the door to see Cassander sitting next to the Bosmer guest.

"Ahh Father you have a visitor" he chirped up.

"I can see that, now why don't you leave us to talk I assume this is about the business,you know how that stuff bores you son"

Cassander nodded and left, leaving Emeric and the Bosmer alone in the living room of the Auld family Manor House.