Feb 19, 2013
Two kinds of Royality
ismene--mede started following you
Iceila balefully looked up from her paper work where she sat in the her temporary office. She pulled her clarifying lenses off and set them aside with her quill. Half of her wanted to hurt the lady before for not knocking, the other side was more reasonable and won. The snow elf sighed and stood up.
"Greetings, Lady Mede. How can I help you today?" Iceila said calmly as she finally looked at the other directly.