[b][color=662d91]Roleplay:[/color][/b] When Royalty Collides
[b][color=662d91]Date of post:[/color][/b] October 8, 2016
[b][color=662d91]Character:[/color][/b] Feora Isabel Swinth
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Feora hadn’t intended to make the situation more awkward than it already was. However, Henry’s flustered reaction said she had done just that. Truthfully, the situation left her feeling a mixture of both embarrassment and amusement. She was glad though when he changed the subject. 

[i]A vegetarian, huh? Well, that means more meat for me,[/i] she thought to herself. [color=007236]“I don’t think I would be any better at making it,”[/color] she replied to his comment. She wasn’t particularly proficient in cooking as it was never a skill that her mentors forced upon her to learn. As far as they were concerned, they saw cooking as more of a servant’s job. However, she wouldn’t be opposed to learning. She enjoyed learning new things.

She let out a sigh at his next statement. [color=007236]“I don’t blame you. It is a tedious business building relations; however, I must admit that it is important. These people after all will be the next generation of rulers. It is imperative that we make a good impression on them, for the sake of our kingdoms and keeping the peace,”[/color] she explained as her gaze took in the room full of people before eventually returning to Henry. [i]

Lucky you, I have been dragged to many of these things,[/i] she thought at his statement that he had never been to a ball before. [color=007236]“A ball is a more formal event with a lot dancing and socializing. The men dress in suits and the women wear more elaborate dresses, and an abundance of food is usually provided,”[/color] she elaborated for him. [color=007236]“It is really up to you as to whether or not you leave. I won’t stop you.”[/color]

Just then, Feora’s guard Maxwell approached them. “Excuse me for interrupting, your highnesses,” he stated. He gave a slight bow to Henry and Feora before addressing Feora, “I wanted to let you know that your horse and stable hand have arrived safely and are getting settled in as we speak.”

[color=007236]“That’s great news,”[/color] she replied to Maxwell as a genuine smile lit up her features. [color=007236]“I wasn’t sure how well Frederick would do on the long journey here. Thank you for letting me know.”[/color] 

Maxwell bowed once again and was about to walk off when she stopped him with her next statement, [color=007236]“Did my tactical suggestion prove worthwhile?”[/color] Her smile changed into a sly smirk when he begrudgingly nodded his head.

[color=007236]“Good, then remember that next time you question my intelligence,”[/color] she retorted. Her tone of voice held a slight harshness and almost warning like nature to it. She then abruptly turned back to Henry. She worked to return her facial expression to something more neutral, but despite her best efforts, there was still a fieriness present in her gaze. She couldn’t deny the high she got from speaking her mind.