[color=6ecff6][b]“You would? That would be wonderful. I would really appreciate that, and I’d be more than happy to teach you about Eorzia in return.”[/b][/color] Elise couldn’t help but smile at the gesture the woman had made, the idea that she would be happy to teach her only helped her feel more comfortable here. [color=6ecff6][i]Maybe it won’t be so bad after all?[/i][/color] Watching as the shawl that was draped around her shoulders slip she couldn’t help but catch site of a mark, it looked like a bruise but before she could focus on it the bruise had disappeared back beneath the clothing and the woman carried on with their idle chit chat. 

[color=6ecff6][i]Should I ask? I know I can be quite bold, but is this the right setting? Perhaps I should leave it until our next meeting, I doubt it will be in such a crowded setting especially if she is willing to help me learn the customs here.[/i][/color] Nodding along as Lady Cheldarine spoke about how she was Ozragads cousin. Elise felt the woman’s gaze back on her and she looked over, listening to her next words. [color=6ecff6][i]Husband of my own desires? What would I have wanted? Finding her own gaze look back towards the King, contemplating her words. He could make a good husband, if you can find the man beneath the King. That’s if he’d let me, I doubt he’d let me get close.[/i][/color] Watching him for a few moments before she looked back at Lady Cheldarine, [color=6ecff6][b]“I hope he will let me.”[/b][/color] Thinking on it further Elise had never really thought on a husband of her desires, the fact she was a lady of the Eorzian court meant she didn’t get a choice in who she would marry and she had made peace with that long ago. [color=6ecff6][i]Well…[/i][/color]

Sighing to herself she found herself pulled from her thoughts as a man at the end of the high table had stood up, he looked rather merry and she watched as the wine spilled onto his white tunic. Sitting up straight at the table she took her own glass of wine and began to drink more all whilst listening to him make some sort of speech, it would be rude not to look as if she was paying attention. 

[color=6ecff6][i]He certainly likes to talk, could probably rival Lord Aymeric back home they’d no doubt end up talking for hours.[/i][/color] Glancing back at Ozragad Elise noticed the slight smirk on his face, [color=6ecff6][i]so he does have a sense of humour. Not as scary as the stories say.[/i][/color] Feeling herself relax a little bit more as she turned back to the chancellor who Ozaragad had hurried up with the speech. 

[color=6ecff6][i]Ah there it is, a toast.[/i][/color] Smiling as she raised her glass in honour of the King, though his next words she felt herself falter nearly dropping the goblet from her pale fingers. Feeling her heart race slightly as he had openly toasted to her being their queen she felt rather strange at the notion, the reaction from the people on her way in yesterday was very mixed and a part of her worried on how the people in the room would take it. 

[color=6ecff6][i]Death to the Hydaelyns… [/i][/color]

Thinking back to yesterday and the shouts she had heard, her smile had dropped remembering hours ago her death had been wished. There was worry in her blue eyes as she looked towards Ozragad, the smile returned to her face to keep up appearances, but she couldn’t shake the inner feeling of fear that she was about to meet her death. Feeling her hand drop with the goblet in she looked at the liquid inside the cup, focusing on its deep red colour as if it was the most interesting thing she had seen. It was all a cover; she did not want anyone to see the fear in her eyes that she had moments ago.