[color=6ecff6][i]At least I am not the only one who feels awkward in this encounter.[/i][/color] Looking back at the food in front of her she tried to focus on anything else but the King who was sat right next to her, it was hard not to feel somewhat awkward around him. It was easy enough to shoot men down and their feeble attempts at courting, but this was a completely different matter as her father had sold her off already. [color=6ecff6][i]For some stupid land, although by the looks of it his people could do with the greenery. I highly doubt much can grow here.[/i][/color] Focusing on her thoughts she had barely caught the fact he had replied to her about being happy with her quarters.

Reaching out for a piece of bread she hesitated slightly looking over at him as he blew on the hot soup before eating. The words he had spoken told a different story, a part of her was curious as she wondered on if she had offended him in some way or perhaps something was wrong. [color=6ecff6][i]Well he would hardly speak about it to me.[/i][/color] Glancing back at the roll she let her hand drop from reaching out and instead went for more wine over the food, she could smell the soup in front of her and she knew she should eat regardless of her appetite waning at his venomous words. 

[color=6ecff6][i]Are you trying to scare me? Or is this something to coddle your own ego?[/i][/color] Watching as he had turned from her and began to speak with Manawyndan exchanging quite brutal war stories, no doubt in her mind about it being her people he had slaughtered as he seemed to focus on the bloodiest of battles. Fighting the urge to roll her eyes she looked away not entertaining the idea anymore, she would simply focus on eating her food. [color=6ecff6][i]Perhaps the main course, I’ve gone off the idea of soup.[/i][/color] Under the table her hand touched her stomach as if the warm touch of her hand would quell the nausea but all she was met with was the soft fabric of her dress. 

Drawn from her thoughts she looked over at one of the Formori who had addressed her, offering a smile as she looked over the woman, she couldn’t help but think how beautiful she was. The striking colour of her hair and jewellery that matched her eyes, it was hard not to appreciate how well the colours of her dress to the accessories and hair that all tied in together beautifully. [color=6ecff6][b]“It’s a pleasure to meet you Lady Cheldarine.”[/b][/color] Following her gesture as she introduced her eldest son to the youngest. [color=6ecff6][b]“Thank you.”[/b][/color] Eyes glanced over at the adolescent who had refilled her glass of wine before turning back to Lady Cheldarine, excited at the idea of talking to someone else. 

Laughing softly alongside Cheldarine as she hinted towards her son taking his duty and not wanting a mother to distract him, [color=6ecff6][b]“He will miss it one day, no matter how old nothing can break a bond of a mother and their child.”[/b][/color] Smiling as she glanced back over at the royal cup bearer before returning her attention to Cheldarine, [color=6ecff6][b]“Oh don’t apologise for boasting about your children, I expect nothing less from a proud mother.”[/b][/color] It brought fond memories of her own, Elise had been very close to her mother until an illness had claimed her life but that did not mean she stopped loving her.

Feeling her own smile falter slightly as she continued on about being far from home and surrounded by strangers, it was difficult, and she wanted nothing more than to speak with her brother or feel the safety of being within her own palace walls but she couldn’t. [color=6ecff6][b]“I’m adjusting, it’s… different getting used to change but so far everyone has been quite welcoming.”[/b][/color] [color=6ecff6][i]If you don’t count the people that wished my death on the way, then I guess everyone has been somewhat welcoming. Even the King in his own way, well least he did not throw me in a cell and keep me as a prisoner like my father had thought would happen… well hoped so that he had a reason to return to war.[/i][/color] 

Trying to push back her troubling thoughts she took another sip of her wine before placing it down noting she should pace herself; the smell of fish caught her attention as the main course was set down in front of her. Reaching for the cutlery she caught sight of her pale hands making a mental note to try and sleep this evening as she knew she would only come off worse if she didn’t. Tucking into the main course she was a little slow to eat due to the worry her stomach would reject it, however she was pleasantly surprised with the taste and how the food seemingly warmed her up easing one of her many worries until a dark thought crossed her mind.

[color=6ecff6][i]Perhaps I will get poisoned, a nice easy way to be killed I guess unless it’s not a fast acting poison and causes agony.[/i][/color]