Zakroti gave a kind smile towards Miry as she spoke and nodded slowly "Well, while I realise that I am not going to be regarded as a friend, if you will let me I would be glad to call you Miry." His said with a nod, his voice more relaxed than the authoritative tone it had taken before

He took his own glass from the platter and laid the silverware platter on the set of chest of drawers next to him. He raised the glass carefully and placed the crystalline edge to his lip and tilting it upwards to drink the cold water, letting it run past his tongue and down his throat. [i]Better[/i], he thought to himself, [i]at least my throat no longer feels like a desert[/i].

He glanced towards Amaryllis as she spoke. He hated to admit to but he was beginning to rather enjoy her attitude. He found it more amusing than annoying, truth be told, though oddly he couldn't quite place why that was. With a slow nod, he turned his attention back towards Miry.

"Do not say that, I am sure you play beautifully, Miry. If you would, perhaps you would care to play for me at some point the future? I would very much like to hear what music you know from across the mountains." Zakroti kept a soft smile on his face as he spoke to her in an almost friendly voice. He looked down to the empty glass in his hand and glanced to the platter, but decided against putting it down.

Slowly, Zakroti turned towards Amaryllis. He kept the same soft smile on his face as he watched her pour the water down onto the floor behind her "Well, that's not quite what I had in mind when I offered you the glass but yes, I suppose the floor could do with a wash." He found himself unable to supress a smirk at her antics. He wasn't entirely sure on whether he wanted to break her, he would very well enjoy having someone around who wouldn't resign themselves to whatever order he gave, he had Miry for that it seemed... Though on the other hand, unpredictability could prove infuriating as well as amusing given the right circumstances. 

He shook his head slowly. He'd leave that decision for another day. For now, he may as well enjoy her as she came. 

"You wish me to guess? Very well. Let me first say that, when last I checked, the Amaryllis did not have thorns." His smile changed from being friendly to being wry and his head perked up slightly. There was a subtle change in his eyes as the pupils dilated slightly and his right brow cocked upwards in amusement. If there was one thing he enjoyed, it was having his mind stimulated, even if it was in such a minor way. He was glad of the challenge 


"You, my dear, are as stubborn as that which you claim as your own. Good, determination shall serve you well, but you would also do well to remember that with a shovel dirt is drawn from the ground, wood gives way to the axe and with the right tools even the rocky roots of the world will crumble."

Zakroti paused for a moment in consideration and opened his mouth to speak, but thought better of the comment and closed it again. He would save that for another day.

"I would return the favour, Amaryllis, but I doubt you would play the game. If either of you cared, which I would understand if you didn't, I am of fire and earth." He approached the small table in the corner of the room once more and sat down on a wooden chair beside it. He reached across and grabbed the pitcher from the table, pouring himself another glass of water before carefully replacing the pitcher and holding the glass firmly in his right hand. He took a small sip before continuing.

"Now girls, there will be a gathering tonight here in the Wroth. Miry, I understand you will likely wish to take it to see your sister one last time. You may do so of course, but be careful not to slip from my sight; If my memory serves correctly the one who has your sister is called Edoric and from what I know of him I believe he would not hesitate to steal you away simply to butcher in front of Astaelin. I don't want to see that happen and I am willing to wager an entire castle that neither you nor your sister would like to see you gutted either." He grimaced slightly in consideration "Other than that I cut the pair of you lose to talk and to do whatever you please. Enjoy tonight, I am afraid to sat that after tonight you will not see many more Gems for a while." 

Zakroti glanced to the small pool of water just behind Amaryllis heels and after a moment of consideration, took the cloth from the table and examined it for a moment. He shrugged slowly and balled it up, taking the pitcher and pouring the icy water on the small table cloth to damp it, tossing it to her and setting the now empty pitcher down onto the table "Well, as you have started the job I suppose you should finish it. Thank you for offering to clean it, I will ensure the staff know to thank you as we leave." He motioned to the chair opposite his the glass in his hand before drawing it back slowly "Miry, would you like a seat while Amaryllis finishes up? After this I will take you both down to the great hall to regroup with the others for the feast."