Bariellan ruffly shoved Brutus out of the way and boarded the ship in a huff. No matter, the king would pay for this in thirty-seven 'accidentally planned' blind dates cluttered up his schedule when this war was over, if the moron survived this war anyways. She didn't see the gain in attacking the land, but who knows, maybe this new land could have a whole new host of things that she could force the king to eat for his health. The king was the number one priority, and while she acted ruffly to him, if he happened to be harmed it would be her fault.

Bariellan didn't even like the sea, but if she didn't tag along a whole host of bad things would surely happen, and she wasn't going to let the king out of her sight for one moment. She would have to fight the sea sickness to keep an eye over him, even if it meant nagging him until her tongue went dry.