Elise fell quiet again as she listened intently to what Laldy Cheldarine was telling her. This Zawylwe sounded like quite a dangerous person as she let her speak eager to learn about this country and its people even if they were out to harm her. [color=00aeef][b]“Sounds more like a beast than a man.”[/b][/color] Unable to stop the words that left her mouth, eyes widened as she placed her hand over them embarrassed that she had allowed herself to speak before she had even thought it through. [color=00aeef][b]“Sorry… I really must learn to think before I speak. Not my strong point.”[/b][/color]

Looking over to the door as she watched the other glance to it, she frowned knowing time must be running short, but she still had so many questions to ask and who knew when she would get a chance to speak with Lady Cheldarine in private again. The words left an uncomfortable silence as it was revealed just how much danger she would be in if this failed, her hand went to her throat touching the skin there as she could not help the dark thoughts cross it as she thought gravely on what they might do to someone like her. 

It sent a shiver down her spine and she could say she was honestly fearful for what could happen to her here. It had been a surprise at first knowing this had not been a trap, after all most had assured her, she was being sent to her own death, but now the threat felt more real. [color=00aeef][b]“R-Right… no, of course. Just hypothetical.”[/b][/color] Forcing a smile as she tried to pull herself away from the dark thoughts that had entered her mind. Nodding as the woman said it wouldn’t come to that, perhaps it wouldn’t and Ozragad would keep her safe especially if he was bound by the marriage treaty. It did guarantee her safety if she went through with it, if ill will happened on her death the war would continue, and nothing would change just a broken treaty to add to the reasons of their war. 

[color=00aeef][b]“What?”[/b][/color] 

Elise couldn’t stop the shock on her features, she never knew about the first wife and that alone sprung so many more questions. [color=00aeef][b]“Brother-in-law...”[/b][/color] Hesitating as she looked at the door herself before snapping her head back to Lady Cheldarine, [color=00aeef][b]“What happened to her?”[/b][/color] She had to know, not just because of her burning curiosity but for the fact it would probably help in her own survival here. If Lady Cheldarine wouldn’t tell her would she even dare to ask King Ozragad? After a few of there interactions she knew how easily she could put her foot in it and asking about a first wife who she could assume was dead as she hadn’t seen or heard of the woman before would certainly earn her more discomfort here.