[i]This is where I will die, I can feel it. I sense it[/i]. Elise couldn’t help but think that with each step she took approaching the castle that housed the other royals they had been at war with for quite some time. Arthur her elder brother had expressed his opinions on this matter of marriage, but her father hadn’t listened to him and thus her fate had been sealed by coming here. In all honesty she was certain her brother didn’t really fight hard for it, the marriage would mean he wouldn’t have to deal with any sort of war whilst running the Kingdom he was due to inherit from father and they all knew it was an easy way out just at her expense. Though there wasn’t much she could do about it now, not until at least nightfall where she could consider hatching a plan of escape though she would have to be very careful about it and not give them any indication that she was looking to do as such. 

Knowing that she would have to play it smart, take in her surroundings and start to understand the layout she bowed her head politely with a bright smile upon her face as she met with the King and Queen. Inside she was scared, feeling worried for the fact she didn’t know anything about these people and what they could do to her but so far it didn’t appear like any sort of trap though she wouldn’t let her guard down. “Oh my, thank you for such a compliment. Though you should see my elder sister Madeline, she turns quite a few heads herself.” It was true, her elder sister was stunning, but already married. Another alliance her father had set up in hopes to bring more soldiers to their side of the war and though it brought them soldiers and some more income it just wasn’t enough to gain the upper hand. 

“That would be nice, it was quite the journey to get here though we didn’t encounter any issues on the ride, but I thank you for welcoming me into your home.” Elise stated politely keeping the smile on her face as if she was happy with this deal, glancing over to Liam who had just arrived slipping in behind his father. Though before she could make any sort of opinion the King spoke once more excusing himself as he had things to do and it was then she started to feel just a little bit more awkward which was something she had been trying to avoid.

“Oh, right of course.” Elise watched as the Queen began to leave after her husband and she couldn’t help but hold her tongue at that comment Liam was very happy to meet her. For some reason she didn’t quite think that was the entire truth, personally she wasn’t all too happy at meeting him but then who knew? Maybe he was thrilled to end the war, marry some foreigner Princess and just go about life. The problem was that she didn’t know how he felt on the matter, only how she did, and it was quite negative to the whole idea. 

Holding back a sigh she looked back at Liam catching the frown before the bow and she followed suit bowing in return her smile faltering ever so slightly. [i]It’s going to be tiresome keeping up an act isn’t it. Or maybe that's the long journey talking[/i]. Thinking bitterly to herself as she found her fingers fiddling with the hem of her sleeve trying to give herself something to focus and not make a fool of herself in front of him. “Ah, thank you. It’s a pleasure to finally meet you.” Lies, absolute lies that left her mouth so smoothly, but then she was certain that anyone would feel like this in the same situation.

“Oh, It’s Elise. Elise Hydaelyn. It was Liam, right? I think that was what your mother said before leaving after the King.” Glancing back at the carriage she had arrived in she could see the few soldiers and men that had escorted her were packing it away, leading it to where she could only assume they kept the horses and carriages and such. Taking in a quick look at the grounds she found herself thinking on ways she could sneak out under nightfall, but quickly stopped herself to not make it so obvious. 

“Sorry, it’s quite different your home compared to mine. It’s interesting to see. I have never ventured out of my own kingdom before so to come quite this far is new to me.” Using that as an excuse to cover up any hint of her looking for ways to escape. “I don’t suppose you would show me around sometime?” Who better than him to show her around, he would know where everything was and she could try to remember it for later on when she would risk it all in hopes to make an escape.