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[h1][color=f49ac2]Amaris Marivaldi[/color][/h1]
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Amaris maintained her silence with the topics at hand, instead sipping politely at her glass in the hopes that Maddie’s familiar scent and taste were hiding the cure to her anxiety within the crimson pool. Unfortunately, no such solace was found, but she was eased somewhat by a lecture of all things. Normally, she had no love for Varis’ lectures. She found them dull and filled with unnecessary condescension, but there was something about the way he spoke about Morgan and her place amongst, or lack thereof, history. It wasn’t quite like his usual class lectures, somehow more animated, more personalized. Varis almost sounded… passionate. Yet, when considering the subject matter, it was hardly any surprise. The Treaty was enough of his specialty that he had been allowed the position of educator on the subject, yet the whispers of le Fey were so harshly disputed and filled with contradictions that it tugged at even the weakest threads of curiosity. Whatever his reasoning might have been, it was enough for Amaris to just be able to sit back and listen.

Enthusiasm waned, however, as the topic turned to policy and the Council. Salazar had made it perfectly clear that she was not welcome to such discussions. He had tried to disguise it, first by reminding her of her especially young age and then again as a conflict of interest as an attendee of such a prestigious academy. As true as those sentiments had been, the Countess had eventually worked out the more constant reluctance. Looking back, her father must have worked especially hard to keep her out of the sight of many and none more than politicians. It would have been foolish to assume that effort had died with him. Yet, she couldn’t help but feel partially let down. Did neither of them believe she had what it took to learn? Had she shown such ineptitude that it had been intended she be passed over completely for leadership of her House? Amaris pushed her thoughts aside and refocused on the scene before her. Now wasn’t the time, though she did consider the possibility that it was time to start pushing Salazar for real answers. She just had to survive the evening first.