Emrys took a deep breath, some color returning to her pale face. She gave a small nod.
"I was just caught a little off guard, but yes, I am alright now." She smiled, noticing how quickly the flash of rage had disappeared from Lidia's face. She felt at ease with the princess, and that felt nice. To be at ease with someone for the first time in months. It almost felt foreign.

(Sorry for the late reply!)

Amias looked from Riften's hand, up his arm and then to his face. He was about to argue, but he calmed himself and sighed softly as he sat back down.
"I should kill him where he stands." He mumbled angrily to himself, but slowly released his anger in another breath. He noticed Riften's shaking, frowning just a little.
"He won't dare do anything in a room of people who despise him." He whispered reassuringly.

((Emrys, oh no, are you falling for Lidia's boyish charm? it's fine^^)

Lidia smiled as she started to calm. "I'm sorry, I'll make sure no one will come in uninvited again.", She promised with a serious yet kind tone. Lidia was happy that Emrys was starting to regain a better mood. "I promise to help you avenge your fallen people, alright?", She whispered, squeezing her hand.
She turned to the others, her voice commanding once more. "The event is starting soon, everyone get ready."



Riften sighed with relief when Amias sat down. "I just don't want you to get hurt.", He whispered hugging him tightly. "The prince and the princess have it handled, we'll be fine.", He mumbled, voice muffled by his grip on Amias. He let out a shaky breath, nodding. Riften peaked up at Amias, most of his face covered up.

Odelina stood up, ready to leave. She bit her lip slightly. She was very nervous about all this. Her eyes darted around the room as she waited to go.

He stayed silent, he coudn't stop himself from feeling a twinge of jalousy at how easilly his sister was able to bond with so many people while he was strugling at not terrifying those around him who even dared to look his way. He shook off his feeling of inadequacy and ajust his cloathings to hide his swords, now tatoos on his back and sigh softly.

Ahelissa was confused and slightly alarmed at all the chaos. She watched Odelina slowly stand, so Ahelissa shifted uneasily, because she felt like she should be doing something. Watching everything unfold in front of her stressed her out. And she wasn't really even a part of it! She ventured a glance over at the young slave huddled in the corner. Ema, her master called her. Her curiosity finally won over, and she stole a quick glance at Remilia before sneaking out of her seat and making her way over to Ema. When she reached her, Ahelissa crouched down and greeted the girl in a soft tone. "Hi, I'm Ahelissa. The duchess' servant." She nodded her head in her mistress' general direction, then added, "I heard that you hear everything. Usually, my head's too high in the clouds to listen to anyone at all." She grinned and tucked her red hair back behind her ear.

Ema shrugged face still hidden. "Its....kind of a curse and a blessing......M-my masterkeeps s-saying something a-about it b-being part of my-my family but-but I have n-never managed to u-understand.....that is the only thing I cannot seem to hear, a-aything else others say when I'm around I hear." She shifted little, her indigo eyes peeking out form under her thick hair

Ahelissa leaned back a little bit and toyed with the ends of her hair, deep in thought. "So your master said that it was a skill you acquired from your family......" She studied the slightly older girl, and when her gaze locked on Ema's eyes, a memory niggled her consciousness. But no matter how hard she tried, the memory refused to surface. She had seen those indigo eyes before, but where? Nor in the castle, she had never seen her besides quick glances in the halls. Ahelissa shook her head to clear it. "How did you make it here? To the castle, I mean."

"The sesame away everyone else did. I got picked up at 7. I s-spent two months with the othe general slaves before I suddenly got promoted to red collar."

Ahelissa nodded and mentally kicked herself for the stupid question. Of course she would have been picked up by the slave carts! She definitely wasn't a prisoner of war. "When I got taken to the castle, I only got a few days of regular leather collar jobs before Remilia became my owner. I still don't understand!" Ahelissa laughed and ran her fingers through her hair. "Remilia is an amazing mistress in all, but, what I wouldn't give to be free!" She noticed that Ema wasn't stuttering as much, so she kept talking. "Where did you live before the castle? I lived on the very outskirts of the town, where there weren't too many cottages, just fields and forests. My father worked as a harvester and sold the grain in the market. He hunted a little, too."