[color=f49ac2][centre][H2]Daphne[/H2][/centre][/color]
[color=f49ac2][centre][H3]Jail[/H3][/centre][/color]
[color=f49ac2][centre][H3]Cell block Blues[/H3][/centre][/color]


Daphne nodded in the tense moment, she had a rather difficult position to be as a guard, she was technically in charge and the one running the jail but then Prince and Princess was there too. 

She calmed her breathing literally feeling the tension going on in the jail and the showdown between what might be Royal brothers.. royal Brothers really? What did she do to keep being dropped into these situations? First a murder scene and now this?

“By your word. I have the keys if you require them.” She said quietly and waited for what to do next, this showdown was rather grand. Though Daphne felt…slow, the magic  ..anti magic was stopping her accessing her speed, abilities and enhancing her combat skills. She still had the keys to the cells, well the one working key for now, right now the two men were separated by bars of iron and unable to so easily directly harm each other. 

This was the other side of the murder, the part she had been in, then the victims and now she was part of a third? Really, how much did she have to be in the centre of this storm even if the night she shared with Katherine was well worth the trouble this had caused her to land in. 

And Gadez began to talk, and talk … she had no idea exactly on everything he said but began to put it together and had to admit his comment about people who should not be advisors, had taken over the seats of power. The rich, the powerful, those with gold and favour. Lord Ayel would answer that accusation entirely. 

Princess, Would you like a chair, this might be long, the runes…can be… unsettling if you're not used to them.” Daphne admitted it was uncomfortable with her and she doubted it was any less strange for the Princess And Prince, though he would never sit. A small kindness and gesture she hoped would least be one comfort in this cold place. 

This was not her first time feeling the runes but they still felt strange every time, like the cut off part of her body… It was plain unnatural. 

She really had very little to do right now so she could try to make this place a little more comfortable… for she guessed could be termed her guests. 

How on earth could a single man cause this much trouble in a matter of days? She thought as she paused and rested a hand on her hip and took a drink from a canteen and nibbled at some dried version she had acquired at the Inn. 





[@Dezuel][@c3p-0h][@The Muse]