You Should Be Queen

Adaria listened, shifting deeper into the chair to observe her sister better. She’d narrow her eyes slightly, inwardly scoffing, but not offering further comment. There was growing affection there despite Fran’s choice of words. One didn’t spend quality time with pets they didn’t enjoy.

Gio would leap at the chance to, but he’s smart enough to know it’s better sending me than Luci. No doubt their middle brother would become a Magister's pet if he took her place. Yes, though I doubt the little folk would enjoy hearing you call them so. One had to be mindful of the mobs shifting mood and loyalty, it was as unpredictable as the sea and one rogue wave could spell any ruler disaster.

Unfortunately I already have chaperones, yes plural, eyes rolling at the need for such nannying. She was almost twenty now and not as helpless that her apparent weak constitution would suggest. Father’s old friend Rene and his… cousin? I can’t quite remember her relation, but both of them have received invitations on the University’s behalf. Adaria’s brows shrugged and leaning forward she began to make her tea.

It should be an enjoyable weekend, though they aren’t providing Eluvian’s to Minrathous directly, only the boarder. Seems the Tevene haven’t lost their engrained level of suspicion of their neighbours in their five years of self isolation.

@Franziska Wulff