Hearing the door shut behind him was deafening to her, it felt like she was locked in. Trapped with her fate and she couldn’t help but watch him. Elise could feel her heart hammering away, being stuck in this carriage with him was not exactly what she had in mind. Feeling rather uneasy as she watched him unbuckle his belt it sent quite a few dark thoughts running through her mind. [color=6ecff6][i]Stop it, stop overreacting, he wouldn’t dare do anything unless you give reason too.[/i][/color] Fingers played with the hem of her dress, finding comfort in fiddling with the expensive fabric. 

Turning to the window when he had taken a look outside, she waited for his response to her earlier question, it felt strange to be going so far into a foreign land. The land itself was extremely different to her own and what she had grown up around, but she had barely left the palace. Elise had been quite the sheltered Princess, but that was because her father feared letting her out of the confines of the palace worried she'd get kidnapped or assassinated. Listening to his description of his land she continued to look out the window letting the scenery accompany his words, building a better for her about his Kingdom. [color=6ecff6][i]I guess it has its own beauty, the mountain of fire however sounds interesting. I can’t picture such a thing. [/i][/color]

Looking over at him she caught glimpse of a faint smile, he was proud of his land and even though it differed to her own he should be proud of such a thing. She would have been proud too if she was in his own shoes and she accomplished as such. [color=6ecff6][b]“It’s quite admirable what your people have down with the land, considering.”[/b][/color] There was no hint of her words being malicious, it was a genuine compliment. One that she felt would be the only compliment she would make whilst here, but she could not deny that his people had done well considering how dead the land itself looked to her. 

Leaning back in the carriage she watched him once more, his next words irking her, provoking her and she almost retaliated without thinking first. Almost. [color=6ecff6][b]“I suppose I could be modest about my own land however Eorzia is very much blessed in every way.”[/b][/color] There was no need to be fake with him, he knew she didn’t like him so why pander to him? [color=6ecff6][i]Why should I play fake modesty to stroke your ego?[/i][/color] [color=6ecff6][b]“Our countryside is exquisite; we are blessed with plenty of crops each year that our people harvest. Lands of various greens, flowers consistently in bloom and the fresh air has done wonders. It’s hard to imagine our Kingdom was at war with how peaceful the countryside could be. Perhaps you’ll enjoy a visit seeing as my dowry comes with land.”[/b][/color] She wasn’t stupid, although her father had not told her what the price for her had been, she had found out herself, sneaking a look at the letters that had been exchanged regarding her fate.

The Kings next words however did hit a nerve with her, the fire returned in her blue eyes and the fabric she had once been fiddling with was now scrunched up beneath her fingers as her hand curled into a fist. [color=6ecff6][b]“I can’t comment on it’s past interiors, maybe you did it a favour by burning it? Maybe not. However, the palace is like a work of art, although I highly doubt your [i]taste[/i] levels agree with ours.”[/b][/color] Looking him up and down as she clearly questioned his own taste with her words, her own pride getting in the way of what might have been a more sensible response to him.