Elanna wasn't quite sure what to make of the news that Byron's betrothed from Antiva just showed up one day, unannounced, and broke into the palace. Usually the arrival of a future spouse from another country, especially one that was supposed to become a queen, was something planned for long in advance. It should have been the event of a generation with celebrations and diplomatic meetings for some time leading up to the wedding, which would be equally public and grand. Between the strangeness around her arrival and the fact that Byron hadn't shown any indication of knowing she was coming Elanna was worried there was something of concern going on behind the scenes.
Given the nature of her sudden appearance, and the fact she knew very little about Franziska, she made it a priority to find out more. She'd made a point of staying well informed as she began to play an active role in Ferelden politics. It helped her identify and neutralize threats early, to know when to help and when to quietly intervene. The future queen being such a blind spot was uncomfortable to say the least, and with her friend and country's future potentially hanging in the balance she was going to make sure it wasn't a blind spot for long.
It was a simple thing to reach out. A scrap of parchment with symbols and numbers that the average person wouldn't understand placed in a location where only a select few knew to look. The Red Jennies had remained active in the shadows of Thedas over the years, quietly taking actions to shape the world for the better, and Elanna had both contributed to and benefitted from that over the years. This was sensitive enough she'd requested an in-person meeting rather than simply inquiring of the network; she didn't dare put name to paper in case something unexpected happened to its carrier.
A few days later she was heading the meeting spot, dressed so as not to attract attention to herself, when she felt a presence a few steps behind her. A smile crossed her face. [color=#17b529]"Hello, old friend,"[/color] she said quietly to acknowledge his presence.
Given the nature of her sudden appearance, and the fact she knew very little about Franziska, she made it a priority to find out more. She'd made a point of staying well informed as she began to play an active role in Ferelden politics. It helped her identify and neutralize threats early, to know when to help and when to quietly intervene. The future queen being such a blind spot was uncomfortable to say the least, and with her friend and country's future potentially hanging in the balance she was going to make sure it wasn't a blind spot for long.
It was a simple thing to reach out. A scrap of parchment with symbols and numbers that the average person wouldn't understand placed in a location where only a select few knew to look. The Red Jennies had remained active in the shadows of Thedas over the years, quietly taking actions to shape the world for the better, and Elanna had both contributed to and benefitted from that over the years. This was sensitive enough she'd requested an in-person meeting rather than simply inquiring of the network; she didn't dare put name to paper in case something unexpected happened to its carrier.
A few days later she was heading the meeting spot, dressed so as not to attract attention to herself, when she felt a presence a few steps behind her. A smile crossed her face. [color=#17b529]"Hello, old friend,"[/color] she said quietly to acknowledge his presence.
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