[@Aristocles]

"Ah well i don't know if i want to rule either, I do not know if i have what it takes" He said looking down at his legs sorrowfully, "I would need some help..." He added letting the room fill with silence for a few moments. Before long a older looking fey came into the room with a serious look on his face, Coming a bit closer towards Kara brandishing a dagger out of his cloak. "Narath er'aq duras ma dracon" He said rising his arm above his head like he was going to try and stab her. 

But Smith had tackled him to the ground punching him in the face, The older fey kicking him in the ribcage to push him off. About three fey royal guards came in to restrict the attacking fey. "Are you okay?" One of them asked Kara and Smith, Smith nodding his head hobbling over towards Kara to make sure she was okay.

The attacking fey was taken away to the dungeon, "My apologizes, It seems we have caught one of the Dairadem. A xenophobic fringe group that hates anyone that is not fey, And especially in this situation of you marrying a royal" He said softly.