Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150312211056/@comment-29461586-20150314014939

The Count of Cheydinal, whom was a Dunmer in his equivalent of 50s, was sitting at his throne with a bored expression.

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Erys was at her room. She was only wearing bath robes as she tried to dry up her hair.

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The palace was locked heavily, but the guards didn;t mind Remillia blundering everywhere unless she committd theft or assault.

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(@Tate: It was pretty much like the overly-attached partner case for Fenrir. This caused him to have a really hard time trying to fulfill his responsibilities and distract him heavily.)

"Lissa..." Fen muttered. He was more than depressed over this.

Ven tried to comfort Lissa by holding her hand. Codex tried to comfort Fen by embracing him from behind.

Luciana didn't know what to say, but she knew that she had to return to her responsibilities.

"Codex? Can you tend to Ven and Lissa for a while? I need to get back to my post." The Potentate said.

"O-Of course." Codex replied. Luciana nodded and decided to leave the 4 alone in the room. She exited the room and locked the door for them.