Alejandra watched the entire meeting take place, her face darkening more and more with every negotiation. By the time to boards were signed, her fists were clenched tighter than a baby's around a finger. She was seething now.

She understood the King's stance, and was quite happy that Conrad wouldn't be choosing the champion. But rather than ask for time to discuss with the separate delegation, Conrad just...gave it up?! She kept her head high, but nearly anyone could see the rage in her eyes should they deem her important enough to look at. When she saw the fellow guards disperse she immediately went to Conrad for answers. 

"What in the blazes was that?" she hissed through clenched teeth. "You...do you not get what you've just done?" she ran her fingers through her hair in aggravation, "Why the old guys chose you, I don't know...you KNOW that anything that regards the Midlands affects everyone. Why didn't you request a stay to discuss this with the other delegates? Or at the very least, pretend to actually take to time to think of someone you brought as a guard? The king had enough on his plate for you to shove off a consideration that could have meant glory for our region, if not the Midlands as a whole." she growled angrily. She cleared her throat and lowered her voice more, "At least have the courtesy to offer a name before making demands. Is that what you want all of us known as: Ungrateful Barbaric Brutes?"