Riften stared at him, red-faced. His eyes were wide and seemed to sparkle. His throat felt dry, he wanted to sleep but he couldn't. He shook his head. "I'm sorry, I don't know why I feel all fuzzy inside.", He murmured, trying to hide his reddened face.

Lidia lit up. "Yay, thank you so much!", She was about to hug Emrys but caught herself. She flattened her dress and coughed. "I am very thankful." She smiled softly, her hands once more folded.
"Well, we will come to official roles when we get to the city, but everyone is watching other than Ave, but if we get any gruff I would like some help from you, Amias, Connie (Random slave), and Terrus (Another Random).

(Sorry Averill, she was grumpy. XD)

Ahelissa nodded and quickly looked away from Emrys' hands, slightly embarrassed. She looked around the room again, this time carefully studying each face. She couldn't wait until she was free, free to go to or do whatever she chose. She missed the trees, the birds, and the animals that populated the forest, especially the deer. She loved how they would gracefully leap through the air, and how they would run so fast, Ahelissa could scarcely keep up with the smallest fawn. She sighed and fingered the fabric of her dress absentmindedly.

((( what is happening with Orca's post? Why are you guys ignoring it?)))

(I didn't get it, oop.)

( Averill was preaty mutch kept in the dark about the plan and is surrounded by peoples he dont realy know and it would be difficult for him to know who wasn't suposed to be there. I was waiting for another character to react so he could do somthing, oh well, time for plan B lol. )

Knowing that he would soon be free to show who he truely was beyond his cold exterior he coudn't stop smiling, at least until he noticed Nicote in a corner of the room. His body tensed up and he slowly brough his hands behind his back where his tatoos swords were hiden, he didn't wanted to use them now but as he glared a hole in the older man's head that was clear to him that he woudn't hesitate to kill for who he realy saw as his familly.

(ACK I kept using Nanita not Ema! Darn it darn it....*facepalms*)


Nicote looked ready to bolt but he couldn't relaly do so without drawing more attention to himself. "Great....probably about to lose my head too..." he muttered crossly (add swears at your leisure im too lazy to ***). He wondered why he even bothered to walk into libraries anymore.

Nanita saws the glare, thought it was for her, and hid in the cornor where she couldnt' see anyone and she hoped they couldn't see her. Her whimpers gave her away though.

" Dear sister, was he suposed to be there ?" He asked Lydia, motioning Nicote with his head as his fingers slowly started to pull out the handles of his, previously secret, twin swords out of seemingly nowhere. If his voice could be cold somtime by habit, this time it was wanted and it wasn't difficult to hear and see the difference in intencity.

Nicote stepped out into the open. Might as well face the music. "That's the same quesiton i have for you lot. The ball begins in a few hours, yet," he scanned the room, "you have a secret meeting of a mix of royalty, slaves, and guests." he crossed his arms. "I think you have some explaining to do. And while you're at it, you might want to promise notto tell a certian king that I find his head maid is an *** ****." he grumped. As his tougne flapped, he discretly shifted his hands slightly to one of his spare pockets where he began to pull a small blade into his sleeve.

Nanita peeked her head aroudn the corner, saw her master standign there supposedly defenseless, saw two blades emerge, and quickly hid back in her little balled-up position. She was not likign this at all.

Lidia snapped her head to where Nicote was standing, there seemed to be a wolfish growl emitting from her throat. She pulled her scythe, her eyes glowing with a wave of anger. "How dare you come in here uninvited, start yelling at us about what we can and can't do, you aren't the king, you are his advisor.", She snarled, shoving him with the butt of her scythe. (If that's okay.) "Hopefully you didn't hear all of it or were going to either kill you or make you keep quiet." She hissed if looks could kill hers would.

Riften looked at the man and cowered next to Amias.

"Well next time if you want to hold a private meeting, maybe make sure that you have someone outside the door to keep people out. How was I supposed to know my usual ranting room was being cocupied?" he glared. Then his epression softened slightly. "And luckily...or unluckily-for you i didn't hear much. If you want to talk, better ask her. She hears everything." he nods over at Nanita's corner.