@ladyofthebrave
Hours and hours of city council meetings have left the Regent King with a headache from either the dull voices of everyone involved or his drinking the night before, Lothar wasn’t sure. Spinning a dagger on the table top he wondered if he could run to Goldshire... no they would find him. “My lady,” the warrior spoke softly watching the jewels on the dagger spin. “You have missed the meeting, lucky you are, I should say.”











