Emrys looked to the ground and bit her bottom lip. She knew this might be a mistake, but she had to try to fix her kingdom, and this might be the easiest way.
"I... I can convince them." She said quietly, looking up at Averill. She looked back down, giving a nervous laugh. "I'm not who I say I am. I'm sorry for keeping it from you, but I had to be sure you weren't like your father before I waltzed into here and announced myself."
Emrys paused, giving a shaky sigh. "My real name is Emrys Vi Allurith. I'm not the son of an ambassador, and I'm not even male actually. I'm actually the princess of Allurith." She said the last part very quietly, her hands shaking from her nerves.

(I'm just having her get her dress and she'll be there lol)

Amias

Amias couldn't help the smirk that crept up his face as he sat down at the table next to Riften. It was kinda cute of him when he blushed.
"You look like a cherry." He teased just a little, poking his head lightly.

He froze in his track for a moment, processing the informations, during that time his eyes had become colder as a side effect from his ackwardness. It was only when he notice her shaking that he snapt out of it and slowly brough his hands on her's to calm her down. " So this is why you seemed so familiar. It's alright, i won't say anything. I am sory i wasn't able to talk the king out of his idea... I will do my best to fix this."

(Alright, also, Amias, what are you thinking about?)
Riften wrinkled his nose at Amias. His blush was still clearly visible but he didn't notice that right now. "And you look like a noodle.", He retorted, sticking out his tongue playfully. Riften was still embarrassed but he pushed the feeling away.

Emrys starting panicking a little when she saw the coldness in his eyes, and flinched a little when he took her hands in his. She calmed her nerves when he started taking, and she let out a little breath of relief.
"It's not your fault what your father did to my country. Seeing how ruthless he was, I'm sure he isn't an easily convinced man." She replied, her voice still quiet. "I'll do everything I can to help you and your sister. I swear on my life. I swear on the lands of my country."
Emrys suddenly saw the library door, and looked to him. "Is this it?"

(Amias: "Nooothing." XD)

Amias

Amias snorted at his comeback, but actually laughed when he realized he wasn't exactly wrong. He was tall and blond. Close enough to a noodle. He still kept his annoying little smirk on when he saw that Riften was still blushing.
"A noodle." He scoffed, repeating it to himself. "That's a first."

" Well there is shelves of books and severals peoples speaking so i would say yes." He reply with a slightly playfull tone before becoming more serious. " No matter what happen, as long as you don't hurt my sister you don't nead to fear me about anything, i can assure you i won't bite."

Emrys rolled her eyes just a little while smiling. She nodded lightly, looking back up at him.
"I wouldn't dream of hurting your sister. As for the biting, I'll bite back if you bite me first." She replied with a non-threatening smile. She raised her hand and knocked on the door, waiting for someone to let her and Averill inside.
"I'll tell your sister about my identity when I get the chance. For now, keep quiet for me?"

Riften was struggling with keeping a straight face. Riften stared back at him for a few moments. When he saw Amias's smirk didn't fade he began contemplating playing along. After a few more moments he huffed, spinning around in his chair. Riften's arms where crossed, his head was low, and his ears drooped for special effect. But, in reality, he was struggling to hold a laugh.

Lidia slid off the table. She sighed when she tripped on her dress, catching herself. "I hate this thing.", she muttered. Lida opened the door, smiling softly. "Hey, Ave, Emrys.", She greeted, smiling softly. "Take a seat."