Pendragon Alliance

[Kahlan Lothair]

-High Queen- Kahlan Lothair A message had come to Kahlan a few days prior reading that the good King Arthur would like to hold negotiations and cement an alliance. Now she glances over that letter once again...reading it as the priestesses dress her for the event. She wears a simple deep green avalonian robe. The color being one of the dyes exported for a price. Her blue eyes fall upon a waiting messenger. "You there. Send word to the Lady Lucca that she is to meet me at once for a meeting and to dress accordingly." The man rushes off with the message rushing out of the Villa. Kahlan shrugs off the primping hands of the priestesses...letting her hair hang freely. She doesnt look all that well..in fact she hadnt been for some time. Dreams plagued her sleeping hours and left her pale with their detail. <C>

-High Queen- Kahlan Lothair Her gaze settles on a necklace. The emblem of Ulster. She reaches out to it and picks it up just looking at it. She had many such symbolic pieces of jewelery that she wore to negotiations and meetings of various degrees. This particular necklace was one given to her by her mother years ago. A wry smile comes to her lips as she settles a hand on her large belly. Seven months pregnant and no where near delivery date. Days would go by where she would just sit idly and talk to her baby. The father off on some deed on the border...trying to quell the Northmen. She'd told him not to go...her breath catches <C>

-High Queen- Kahlan Lothair At the mere thought of it. Taking a deep breath she walks out of the room and out the front door. Waiting for the arrival of Lady Lucca, Arthur, and anyone he may bring. She looks tired but able as she rests her back against the wall of the old Roman villa. <E>

Arthur: Acalon had been aways away from Camelot and it could only be reached with certain methods, but because of the chadowkin blood flowing through his veins he was able to come and go as he pleased. There was something different about this Arthur fro mthis day and age, much more stronger and more assertive. A bright ball of lightnign and flames would appear overheard, aimed dwonwards now in a spiraling vortex to shield the form within. The shockwave of power was sent ouwards fro mthe bein as it landed to earth with a loud rumble, a strange white light dissipated to reveal a large golden dragon with a woman rider about its neck. Had this actually been Arthur, if so the only ones to know it would be that of the ones close to him. The woman stayed on to be a bit cautious, the dragon just plain did

Ladvinia Pendragon The shockwave scared her had she held on tightly to the dragon. She felt the gental sway of the flapping wings. She wore a silver dress of the era and it was quite fluffy with a small train at the back. Platinum jewerly adorned her body in the form of necklaces, rings. earings. and jewels over her dress. Her blond curly hair was held up with platinume and diamond bobbypins and her head seamed to glow in the sunlight. She did not know much of this journey only that Arthur had asked her to accompany him . She was glad to be out adventuring again

Farris Wolf Farris stood about twenty meters away from the Queen. His eyes closed as he stood there listening. He heard the messenger scurry off and he followed Kahlan as she moved around in the rooms. His arms crossed the blackness blending it in. He had on blackish green suit to blend in with darkness and the forest just in case. He smiled as she headed out and he appeared beside her and leaned back also. He turned his head towards her nodding with ackowledgement. He then turned back listening to the surrounding area.

Lady Lucca a gentle breeze drifted within the quarters of the inn, dispelling the sweet fragrance of nature's breath throughout and amidst the belongings of the rested traveler. Fingers ran along the tresses of dark hair in unison with the caressing winds as a smile touched upon her lips. The beautiful cities of Avalon did much to gain credit for the air about her persona, having provided a steady lift in spirits and appearances alike. She moved slowly to the wash basin at her bedside, peering within the pool of water below. The face that greeted her eyes seemed that of a younger woman, far more vibrant than the one whom had first gazed upon the glassy surface only a night or so past hence. Yet such was the power of nature's diamond, the air of Avalon doing more than merely welcoming the spirit.<c>

Lady Lucca //But would it be enough?// The sudden thought drifted along the streams of air, circling about the mind before dissipating into non-existence once more, hardly a trace having been left by the intrusive thing. As a trickle of water slid down her hands, she beheld the cupped water before her with hesitation, a swift intake of air the only prelude to her immersion. Cool, refreshing... the touch of water to skin only doubled the moment of relaxation as a soft tremor was felt. Wringing her hands, a cautious eye turned towards a windowsill, drawing her attention for but a second more before a commotion below roused her attention. In all but a minute breath, it seemed her day shifted from solidarity to a rush of color as she scurried around to find something of most suitability. <c>

Lady Lucca A messenger... from the Queen herself? And she was to dress... 'appropriately' it would seem, for matters dealing with prompt attention. Letting out a casual sigh, she hurried through what little she had in her possession, preparing for what would seem a turn in plans. <e>

-High Queen- Kahlan Lothair Drawing in a deep breath she glances over to Farris. "Today we cement an alliance with Pendragon." she says simply. Rich fiery gold hair tumbles freely about her as she levels her eyes in the direction of Korinthmal. Her days had been long since she came to Avalon...and yet fear and restlessness plagued her still. Avalon was only a haven from the physical exertions she would have to deal with. Taking a deep breath she pats her belly and hums a soft lullaby to quell the unease felt almost constantly these days by both she and the babe. Tumult often followed drawn out silence. Time would only tell. Pushing her body off the wall she rests her hands on her lower back as she turns to Farris. As far as weight goes<C>

-High Queen- Kahlan Lothair Kahlan has managed to gain most if not all of the weight in her belly. The long nights of bare sleep leaving her once again lean as once she entered Avalon. No rest was to be had when trouble was in the air. "Farris. Walk to the road please and flag down the Lady Lucca and likewise anyone from the Pendragon Clan that passes." With that she takes a seat in a chair...overwhelmed by something suddenly.<E>

Arthur: His neck craned to look to the rider upon his back, indeed he did ask her to accompany him. It had lbeen such a long time since she had been out of the castle without so much as an escort or a child in tow, since she was part of the clan and close to the Royal family. He thought it necessary for her to see how other ladies of the realm acted, this way she was able to teach the younder ones should it ever arise. Indeed he would be seen on the main road with such a large form to look after, Arthur did not take heed to change back, he merely just waltzed up the road as if it were normal. People around him were frightened but they tried their very best not to show it.

Farris Wolf He nods to his lady. "Yes Kahlan." He says walking towards the road now. He turns and waits for anyone to come towards the villa. His eyes now open and alert watching for the signs of the Pendragons or this Lady Lucca. He sighs and stands waiting for the people who were supposedly coming this way and he was to flag them down. He then remembers Kahlan..."I hope she doesn't kill herself doing this." He mumbles mostly to himself.

Ladvinia Pendragon She felt his muscles tense up and wondered if they were close to the city. She felt like just soring in the air , here she was away from the castle none of her triplets around and just fee. She couldnt wait to meet new people and maybe she would learn some customs and heritage that she might be able to take back with her to Camelot . She looked down on the gound and almost got nausous , she had forgotten how aftraid of heights she was

Lady Lucca From the portal of her stead, she gazed upon the horizon's breast, noting the splendor that was to be her journey's end. The sudden shadow of its magnificence declared such smallness to her own form, then a downward turn of a smile gazed unto the dress chosen for adornment. Simplistic in its own fashion, the form-fitted dress left her neck and plateau of the shoulder bare, the remainder clothed in a soft forest green. Beneath the over-coat showed through a paler green hue, the petticoat only visible as her movements dictated the separation of materials. She could but only hope the garment suitable enough for presentation at her Majesty's Court, for never had she been summoned in such fashion. <c>

Lady Lucca Quickening her pace, as she sensed a tension within the air, fingers worked to interlock with cloth, raising the dress only enough to enable more comfortable walk. Her manner of movement placated the mind of the most stoic of persons, for she commanded a tone of highest nobility and rank. Within a matter of quarts to the hour, she would befall unto the tiles of royalty, her distance none too far from the desired destination. What gave pause, however, in her rush of mind and foot, was a sudden yet almost natural appearance upon the main road. As if to behave in such a way of undisrupted thought, she continued toward and beyond the gigantic thing in silence, though chirping within at what could be the cause of its presence. <c>

Lady Lucca Only her throat tightened with anticipation as she neared the castle's entranceway.<e>

[Kahlan Lothair]

NimRuin_Wizard_Of_Ulster He reined in his horse as he finally mustered up the courage to be seen in Avalon again. The sun had been his enemy for so long but now it shined off his face in glories unfortolded by his kind. His Lavender eyes peered across the gate guard as he bit him farewell. She smiled at the guards wife, as she healed him back to help. Events in Avalon seemed to be running at a brisk pace and if he were to take a splendid vaction all will soon go to the depths of hell. Looking ahead, he seemed confused. He didn't hear any commotion about new people entering Avalon. Sighing he rode his horse forward at a rather slow trot. Upon entering the city he searched for his men, Men he could not find. Sighing agian she withdrew from his horse as she headed towards the villa. He wished to see the Queen, <c>

NimRuin_Wizard_Of_Ulster He had been meaning to see her for sometime. As he rapped on the door lightly. Looking around he seemed to have missed the rather large dragon. His head tilted as he saw that at odd. As he grew irritable he opened the door and walked in, hoping to catch the queen before anything might happen. Looking around he noted how splendid the place looked. She definietly knew how to live. Hoping to convince her to return to Emain macha he walked around with high hopes. He was a man of determination and never did he leave a job untamed. Looking around he finally caught the queen and was very put back but the weight the baby had brought her. Smiling but really smirking inside, he approached her as she gave a seriously graceful bow. "your Majesty." he began. "Its a pleasure to meet you again My <c>

NimRuin_Wizard_Of_Ulster Queen, I have been missing for sometime, i occured an injury but Avalon is a fine place to heal." bowing again she smiled at her. <e>

-High Queen- Kahlan Lothair She nods and smiles to Nim. Rising from her chair she embraces him as best she can. She looks pale and slightly drawn and thin except for her belly. Her eyes hold that old fire however. "It does me well to see you Nim." As she glances to the road where Farris is she spots the head of a Gold dragon. "You are just in time to meet our guests." She says as she steps off the front veranda and into the sunlight. Her eyes fall upon Lady Lucca and she smiles gently at the woman. "You must be the Lady Lucca. You look wonderful my child." The term "my child" having been adopted years ago in her reign for in reality. She was old enough to be the mother of nearly anyone standing around her. <C>

-High Queen- Kahlan Lothair Brilliant eyes dance over her surroundings once more before she looks to the Lady Lucca and Nimruin. "We are to cement a lasting alliance with the Pendragon Clan this day. I do hope it ends well." Resting a hand on her belly she sighs. She isnt an exceptionally large woman and even with a growing belly she appears unimposing. Such a deceitful appearance led to the end of many a foe. <E>

Farris Wolf Farris walks back now flagging the dragon down. He sees the man and woman on top and his eyes go wide at the man. He turns tail and just sprints back to the villa flying by Nim almost brushing him slightly. He sits down looking through a window watching...he was going to hate this.
(Actually Arthur is the Dragon and Ladvinia is on his back to make a note)


Arthur: Contracts his thoughts for a moment to link his mind with that of someone of the kingdom he trusts most dearly. "Myst if you can hear me please come to me., Using my mind as a link between us. I need you here for a favor." His thoughts transgress into this state as his eyes close, his form now shraded by flames as it begins to transform into his human like state. He is left there holding Ladivina in his arms

Ladvinia Pendragon no sooner has she felt the muscles flexing benneth her she was in Arthurs arm. " Not a bad ride today , Your Majisty" she beamed at him wipeing off the dust from his royal cloths and adjusting her own and fixing her hair

Myst Pendragon Had been enjoying the tranquility found within the small cottage hidded within the woods surrounding Stormspire, though as she had started to drift off to sleep the sound of Arthur seeming echoed throughout her being. Blinking, metallic pools looked toward the window and thunder rumbled across the sky, clouds moved in quickly. With a strike of lightening that lit up the land and fading just as quickly onto to have her being no longer laying in slumber. Only a single white feather, the end looking as if it were hand-dipped in blood would fall from the sky and land upon the ground nearest Arthur's feet. With yet another strike of lightening over a land full of light, her form would appear just behind Arthur, off to the side abit.. (Sorry for crappy post, was being rushed in PM)

Lady Lucca her steps carried, for the better half of the quart, beyond the main road to the entranceway of a elegant house, the open concept of its nature more pleasing to the mind than her receptive eye. A guardsman stood not too far from her place, and unto him, she offered a bow of her head and a soft word of greeting. "Merry met, my Good Sir... The believe the Queen is expecting me..." A returned bow of the head motioned for her departure from the realm of the outside world, the passage beyond her life of normality laying upon the mouth of the Villa. Caught within a storm of movement, a murmur of disbelief arose at her side, though once more, her attention was called away from the goings-on behind her. A familiar form had brushed past her shoulder... <c>

Lady Lucca Stepping within the grand hall [for there mere sight of such finery seemed grand, indeed] her breath was nearly stolen by a soft hymn whispered unto her ears. The pleasant greeting did little to shake the composed form, though her heart leapt at the sight of the Queen. "The winds of Avalon are graced with your presence this day, My Queen..." Truly, no other held such command in presence than that of the Royal Lady, though her darkened eyes revealed no more than familiarity to all that occurred. Her address of two beyond the one drew her sights to the silent once, recognition disrupting the intake of air within her lungs. And yet, silent remained as bowed low to her Queen, memories doing justice to the moment of reflection... //An interesting day, indeed....//

NimRuin_Wizard_Of_Ulster The thought of returning to emain has fell from his mind as he looked at Kahlan. She was going to be giving birth soon and he had to be there to see the Child of Ulster. A child born from and ageless one. Even as he had seen hundreds of Decades, she had seen it all. Looking at her with Profound respect he smiled. The thought of leaving her alone, killed him. Helping the queen walk he grew cautious as she walked with her outside. Looking ahead he his hood held his lavender eyes from being seen. Only the very Chin of his face shown in the light of the sun as the sun diminished his innate drow power. he peered ahead nodding at Farris, His valor showing no bounds, but the true jewel was the lady who stood ahead o him. Her Beauty matched everyone in Avalon, closely bearing the beauty of <c>

[Kahlan Lothair]

NimRuin_Wizard_Of_Ulster of the queen. He bowed with a grace he did not even know he had as he looked at the woman. "Lady Lucca, Tis always a pleasure to see you again. As you can see i am better than i was before. " His eyes glowing off a powerful purple color as he drew his hood back, exposing his dark skin to the sun. He felt the lurche of power drop from his stomach as his Drow powers fail. He shrugged off the effects as he looked ahead. Turning to the queen he smiled. "Who are we meeting?" He asked with a curious look dawning on his face. <e>

Lady Lucca "Aye, the health of normality rings true within your eyes, My Lord." She found within her mind and heart similar questions put forth unto the Queen as she moved along with them, though she hardly dare voice such misgivings of time whence their meeting had been so fresh upon the pages of their lives. And so, the betterment of conversation was left to the familiarities of friendships, in hopes that ones of newer circumstance and life could be forged. Her mind, however, drifted further from the matters of the nonce to the child so snug within a mother's womb. Blessed seemed the light in the eye of the weighted mother, though it seemed, the weight far more than a singular woman could bare alone<c>

Lady Lucca She doubted not the strength and determination of the Queen, however, for there seemed an ancient air and beauty within the very orbs she now gazed. The child she carried would be the commencement of newer things within Avalon, for life did breed change as a newly river did to a raging sea. Yet change was uncertain, at times, foreboding... and other times, such joyous things did arouse from fruits of hard labor. Nodding her mind towards the pair, she smiled within herself in agreement. The tides of change were fast upon them...

-High Queen- Kahlan Lothair "The Pendragon Clan leaders." She says briefly sending various messengers to do various duties. One being sent north to get news of her Husband, the man she had heard from a fortnight past. Drawing a deep breath she evens herself out and holds her head high. A priestess rushes out with her crown and places it atop her head amidst the rolling waves of gold mane breaking over the lucious green dress she wears. The crown is made up of several bands of metal worked into celtic knots which seem to dance fluidly along the band. Her eyes take on their familiar fire as she looks to the two nearest her. Having watched Farris run inside. "I must greet the guest." With strength hidden somewhere deep inside of her she disengages herself from Nim<C>

-High Queen- Kahlan Lothair Straightening herself she walks to the road and awaits the envoy with the Pendragon emissary. Her condition left her open to the elements and with Zandramas lurking around somewhere. Many things and events she knew nothing about swirled about Kahlan...she could only sit and wait for the babe to be born a full 6 months hence...for her gestation period was a deal longer than most normal mortal women. <E>

NimRuin_Wizard_Of_Ulster: ~ He looked out towards the sun as a small hiss fell from his lips. The sun so irritated him, but it was custom that he not hide himself from her majesty. She would invoke the law upon him and force him to withdraw his hood. His eyes seemed to see more than that of normal. The truth which laided behind his eyes, were true. His eyes pierced the soul of those that he looked at. As he walked beside the queen he closed his eyes, letting the air around him lead him. As he closed his eyes, he mind was relaxed as he focused on the task at hand. Walking slowly beside the women he could feel their thougths. He didn't mean to interfear with their minds, but it should of happened. Thoughts pours through him as he walked. "Zandramas?" He whispered in a very thin voice to himself. He lifted his head<c>

NimRuin_Wizard_Of_Ulster His mind went through shambles as he gazed upward, his steps faltering. "How did the queen know of Zandramas? How is it possible for her to know." He narrowed his eyes as they approached their destination. He wanted to have some words with DarShiva, soon. Looking around he leaned on his staff awaiting the queen. <e>

Myst Pendragon But it would be even more moments of silence that would pass and she would look to see that Arthur was no longer standing there. She had heard talks of an alliance and now understood what he had called her here to do. Sighing heavily, she bit softly on her lower lip while shaking her head. She glanced to the guards at the gates and a faint smirk filled crimson lips. How she loved to toy with people.. Tilting her heads she listened as one of the guards spoke out.." Who are you and please, state your business." His tone -c-

Myst Pendragon was harsh though in an odd way, gentle. Blinking, she merely shook her head, her right hand moving back to pull long locks of blonde hair away from her back, revealing now the open back of her gown. Turning on her heels, the mark of the white dragon spanned across her lower back seemingly pierced through their very beings. Turning her head to look over her shoulder back at them, her hand letting the hair go, she cleared her throat once more. " I am Myst Pendragon. I have come on behalf of King Arthur of Pendragon in seeking an alliance." With that said,-c-

Myst Pendragon she watched as the guards began to mutter and turn a faint hue of rosey pink.. " Now now gentleman.. We'll have none of that. Just please point me in the direction of the meeting and I will be on my way. Nodding, the guards pulled the gates open slowly after finally allowing their jaws to reset. And with a mere nod in thanks, she stepped past the gates, her right arm looping that of one of the gaurds nearest.." Lead the way.." -d-

[Kahlan Lothair]

Lady Lucca Within the shadowed step of the Queen, she halted at her side, removed to a stance towards the back so not to impose upon the rank of the three. Her place had yet to be known fully as she awaited the arrival of the Leaders. Pendragons... Fluidity of thought and movement did little to show her curiosity as she regarded the entire situation. Tension lingered within the every step and action of her Queen, and yet grace adorned her presence as if life thrived of every moment such as these, tensions be damned. The not so often grimaces of the darker of the three also did much to pull her thoughts, her mind pushing beyond what little knowledge she harbored of him into a realm where associations were oft coupled with assumptions. <c>

Lady Lucca Dangerous grounds they were to trod, interlocking thought with logic, yet it was all she had been left within in the silence of their wait, the momentary exchanges of information lending credit to her growing discomfort. Maintaining what little she could of composure beneath the day's heat, she looked unto a guard at her side, then back to the Queen. "Your Grace... Are you in need of protection from the sun's heat? Perhaps a bit of shade can be provided amidst our wait?"<e>

-High Queen- Kahlan Lothair She smiles warmly to Lucca as she glances to the woman. "Thank you my dear. You are very considerate...but we will be sitting down shortly." Glancing up the road she spots a guard with a woman hooked to his arm. Frowing slightly she wonders who would abandon their post. Then it dawns on her...the emissary must have asked for admitance and a guide. Her gaze turns to Lucca, "My dear if you fear your skin will be burned do go inside. It is out of polite courtesy that I stay here in wait for the emissary." Quietly her gaze turns back to the woman coming down the road <C>

-High Queen- Kahlan Lothair Her brilliant eyes dancing with memories, thoughts, and other bits of information. Her head swirled with that information for a moment causing her vision to blur for but a second though she shows it not. Pregnant as she is it would appal any woman that she could or even would stand to wait on someone. She is hard to miss when in sight. She is a proud woman of soft silken skin looking to be hardly 23 but age tells tale in her eyes which glisten with an inner fire. She is a relatively tall woman and being Pregnant does nothing to diminish the sheer power she has wrapped around herself though none of it is useful as far as magicks go...all of which turned inward to keep the babe comforted in a blanket of magick until birth. Six more months of this...Goddess what a nightmare...<E>

Lady Lucca Laughing softly, she smiled fondly towards the Queen, taking a slight step more towards her side as her eyes followed along her gaze. "My Lady, 'tis not for the skin I fear, but the health of an expecting mother, for surely the sun's heat provides warmth to the heart, yet bids the waters of our bodies goodbye." Folding her hands before her, she squinted her eyes against the sun, seeking out what the Queen so intent upon. Within a crowd of common place, there traveled upon the arm of an armed guard, the most curious of women. She too, commanded an air of respect within her very demeanor, perhaps a Leader within the Pendragons, in her own regard. Yet her very presence agitated her thoughts somewhat as she sensed the Queen beside her. <e>

Lady Lucca "Forgive me, My Queen, for it's not within one's place to be so bold, but it is the wish of this Lady to remain at your side until all has been secured within the day's events." Bold indeed, though not without its place, she had hoped as the words rolled from within her mouth. Hesitance brimmed each pronounced word as the guest moved closer, calling forth a more uprightness to her stance and a check of her overall composure. Her wits would have to be about her, for the safety of all involved. Though terms of such meetings were oft found in the most humblest of times, it would be who of her to allow anything to happen so long as she remained. Decidedly so, she stood her ground just off to the side of the Queen, preparing her mind and manner for the moments to come.<e>

Myst Pendragon No longer held title within the walls of Camelot, her own choice, though it seemed Arthur had wanted her to be here for one reason or another. The guards pace was slow as short steps were taken, almost as if he didn't wish to let go of her arm. Shrugging, she looked toward the sky momentarily and watched as three doves of light, purity, and love flew over head. Smiling, she bit softly on her lower lip and glanced up toward the guard for a moment. His eyes straight forward as they came upon a small gathering. -c-

Myst Pendragon 's Metallic gaze, ever cold.. distant continued to survey the surroundings as it was known, she trusted none. Though being here on the behalf of Arthur, she would bite her tongue and carry on with business. Slowly her arm left the arm of the guard and she looked up to see a frown fill his features.." Tsk, tsk." Pausing, she shook her head.." You wear a ring and yet you look at another as if she were to be your meal ticket this evening. I'm sorry to break the news to you, my good man..But you should go home to your wife and beg forgiveness for your thoughts." Smirking, she -c-

Myst Pendragon looked away from the guard and instantly he came to a stop, his tone shakey as he had been caught.." Your Majesty, Myst Pendragon." With a bow, the guard quickly turned on his heels and made his way to his home to find his wife.... Myst would take a deep breath, her metallic gaze looking over the woman that now stood before her. With a slight incline of her head, a nod of greeting and that of respect was offered to one and all that surrounded the Queen, her metallic gaze lingering a tad longer on the woman beside her (Lady Lucca), before redirecting to the Queen. -c-

Myst Pendragon " I apologize for the quick change in those who where to meet with you on this wonderfull day." Pausing, she cleared her thorat and looked to the sweel of the Queen's stomach. " First child?" Tilting her head, a faint smile filled and parted crimson lips.. so warm.. welcoming.. despite the contradiction held by the cold and distance of her gaze. -d-

[Kahlan Lothair]

-High Queen- Kahlan Lothair Her eyes take in Myst and she nods her head. "I am glad someone could make it. I trust Arthur has left a sensible person in his stead." Her gaze travels to the man wandering aimlessly back to his station at the gate and she levels a smirk to the woman before her. "Your reputation preceeds you Lady Myst." She says as she straightens her back slightly. "First child? No not my first. Though the only one living at the time." She says quietly and rests her hand on Nim's forearm. "I trust you have met the Arch Wizard of Ulster?" She asks with a quirk of a slender brow. Her rich blonde hair tumbling down her back to meld with the golden crown atop her head. <C>

-High Queen- Kahlan Lothair Her eyes dance a tantalizing shade of green, a shade not unlike the rolling hills of Ireland itself. "Come let us get this business underway." She motions for Nim to lead the way so that she may walk with Myst. Kahlan, though pregnant and appearing frail, has a fire in her eyes that dares anyone to quench it. That she had been through hardships, is an understatement. Her gaze levels upon Myst for a brief moment as if scouring her skin and reading the details in her gait and body language. Though her face is emotionless she asks simply, "How fairs the Pendragon Clan?" Keeping in step with the procession lead by Nim inside to a nearby room held aside for negotiations <E>

NimRuin_Wizard_Of_Ulster His eyes peered ahead, seeing a knowledge of untold wisdom as he had found a touch of faith within his kind. His features held the tone of a young man, but his eyes carried a story of so much untold. The countless centuries he had lived meant nothing, for he spent the time conjuring up ways to be everything in which he was not meant to be. He wanted to be the all powerful great Wizard of time and present...To where all bow before him, but in reality he was the exact opposite of what he wanted to gain. He knew now that age does not bring unstoppable power. but it bring a wisdom of such remarkable presence that when he realized it he shuddered. His time and age of darkness now laid upon him as he saw more with his eyes than any he knew...Even Kahlan seemed to fail in this, but she was <c>

NimRuin_Wizard_Of_Ulster another story best left for herself to speak. Wisdom was the way of a wizard and he embraced it, giving aside his petty less fight of power....now he would think through his life and dreams and best fit himself to do what was best to the kingdom of Ulster. His Lavender eyes settled on the queen as his Silver hair brushed back as the wind took its presence upon the word. His arm gently surrounded Kahlan's as he lead the way of the high queen, such was the honor of being her Foster son, but even yet..a greater prize than that.,,,being a friend. Bowing before the essence of Lady Myst of Pendragon, he smiled as he lead his queen through the ages Ulster had left in its reign....a reign he will gladly see last a hundred centuries and more...<e>

Myst Pendragon A faint smirk filled her features upon hearing that her reputation proceeded her as that could be either a good thing or a very bad thing. Listening, metallic pools looked toward the Arch Wizard. With a mere nod of her head in greeting she looked back toward the Queen. " Those of the family of Pendragon are doing well, things as of late have been quiet." Pausing, slender fingers entwined back behind her as they walked toward their destination. " I must say though.. To be honest, I am not sure as to why it is Arthur asked me to be here to complete the Alliance. I stepped down from my duties as his Advisor some time ago." -c-

Myst Pendragon With a light roll of her shoulders into a shrug she continued to move along, it wouldn't be until her hands unfolded and moved to fold before her that the mark of the angels, as it rest along the top and side of her left breast beneath silks of black, began to glow softly. " So.. If I seem abit unprepared, at the moment.. I am." Finally she fell silent, admitting only in truth that in which things really were, she didn't sugar coat things, nor would she start now.. -d-

Farris Wolf He walks in from the streets. His armor dusted slightly but still showing the defining red dullness from the leather. His hair now cut...decided to finally visit a barber...doesn't sway or anything but is very cropped short to his head. His hazel eyes staring out of his skull with ice cold determination. He walks into the room silently and takes a position slightly unnoticed to where he can guard the queen. Still being a private sucked...but it was part of life so he was being ordered to do things by a mean seargent which meant he was late to guard duty. He wasn't going to complain but if this promotion could hurry...it would be a little easier to guard the queen every now and then. (e)

-High Queen- Kahlan Lothair Nods and glances back to Myst. "I understand. Im sure you understand more of Pendragon than I do." She offers Myst a small smile before gliding into the Villa. Gone from the light of day she seems smaller, frail, and meek. Such a misconception has cost the lives of countless creations something she doesnt take any particular care in confessing. Her hawk-like gaze filters over Myst once more while she motions for Myst to enter as well. Her gaze settles upon Nim once more. A small smile comes to her lips for the briefest of moments. That she was worried over several things was not lost upon her appearance. <C>

-High Queen- Kahlan Lothair Her gaze falls to her hands for a moment and imprint of something on her palm before she blinks and looks back up. "Lady Myst. Please follow me. You and I have much to discuss." Much of her bite is gone though to say that it will never come back would be a lie. Her magic had turned in to protect her womb and the babe in it...only seven months in would mean that she would have another six to go. Such a long term pregnancy aided in what she knew not...but such was life. Her piercing eyes look into Mysts. She isnt threatening but exhudes a strength that comes from deep inside her. <E>

[Kahlan Lothair]

ArchWizard_NimRuin_of_Ulster He walked in mute silence as he looked around. He was not really in the lead as he was lead to believe, the queen was the one who actually guided them. His thoughts he keep from his lips as he looked at Kahlan...She did actually seemed smaller in any rate..but the smile he had made afterwards he kept to himself for she would thrash him for offending her so, but that was the joyment of his before life. The thrashing of the day, however he was pasted that. His black robed fell <c>

ArchWizard_NimRuin_of_Ulster upon his body as the lavender linen encrested itself upon the outer lines of the robes...His eyes looked both ways as he lead The queen of Ulster into the villa....As he guided the queen he finally spoke as his voice made ripples in the wind. "Dearest Kahlan..do you wish for me to accompany you, or have you had enough of my presence...Am i still in service to you?" he asked her quietly smiling at Lady Myst Pendragon. His eyes held a story that he had not wished to share, but <c>

ArchWizard_NimRuin_of_Ulster he suddenly closed them for some people did not like the look of them...normally he just shrugged off the effects and just smiled...this was very out of character for him as well, but he was going through a few changes in his life...Changing that were for the better <e>

Myst Pendragon Nodded following Kahlan into the Villa and stopped only momentarily to look up at the Arch Wizard as he looked to her, after allowing the Queen to take a peek of her own into her being.. Quickly her minds eye opened, almost waiting for this story his eyes held deep within them. Though.. as he closed his eyes, her own minds snapped closed causing her to blink and look away. Such a shame.. he looks so young yet his eyes. As her thoughts faded, she glanced back toward him for only a moment and offered a smile in return -c-

Myst Pendragon before clearing her throat.." Dear sir, if you wish to join, I have no objections. Though I ask one thing of you... That your reasons for wanting to be there are not to protect your Queen, but to learn. I will cause the dear lady no harm." Falling silent, metallic pools looked back toward the Queen. -d-

Farris Wolf He was already beside the door being an unnoticeable guard. He let his eyes though roam the three as he scanned them. He let his eyes scan the one he didn't know very well but slightly remembered from past adventures..Myst...He then turned his attention back. He got into perfect statue form and waited for them to pass through the door. His thoughts never leaving things that could happen and what to do if it happened.

-High Queen- Kahlan Lothair Glancing up to Nim she nods. "I agree with Myst. You may join us if you have nothing else pressing to attend to." She leads the small procession through a small labyrith of hallways before stepping through an open door with a large oak table and a few chairs. Ink wells, paper, and quills had been set aside just in case. Her eyes fixate on a few points in the room before allowing everyone in. The oak table is old and worn smooth from years of use. A large bay window lets light wash into the room while several candles rest in holders within reach of the tables in case they were to work late into the night at this negotiation. <C>

-High Queen- Kahlan Lothair As she crosses the room her dark robes dance about her form. She motions to two other seats. "Take a seat please. We will get this underway and hopefully be out of here before tomorrow morning." Settling into a seat she folds her hands over her belly and glances to the documents on the table. A few blank pages and a standard Ulster document of alliance. She looks to Myst. "Would Pendragon have us sign anything?" <E>

NimRuin_Wizard_Of_Ulster The thoughts of escaping such tedious arguements of alliances dawn on him, however he noted that Lady Myst was a women of essence, so she may not be so resistant...He smiled at her again, before he entered the room...Sitting upon the chair his eyes peered around as he looked for certian things...His mind raced over many ideas of the alliance, but he was not well informed about Pendragon as his presence was being kept a secret. His spies were missing however, and he very much nervous about that...Knowing what he did to DarShiva, he feared that she may try to inflict some revenge upon him...Sighing as he thought, His own daughter would stand against him just because he left her behind....However it was not the case he concluded as he stared at a dark figure hiding in the tree..<c>

NimRuin_Wizard_Of_Ulster He smiled as he knew who the person was....Making a short gesture with his hands the branch fell off as the short man gave a silent scream....It only seemed as if an animal was in there, so he didnt explain the gestures to the queen. Smiling he laid his staff against his shoulder as he looked at Myst obliging her comment...Speaking gently but with a melondy tone, he spoke to her..."I am not Her body guard, although i will defend her with my life and the lives of all of Avalon, I do not see evil within your heart and mind, so i know you bear us no threat in that department, However an Alliance between us is in your hands Dear Myst...That could be the greatest threat you could be right now, is the deforming of Pendragon and Ulster.." He nodded his head to her, as he probed the room <c>

NimRuin_Wizard_Of_Ulster seeing if any more of those Spies were around....Thankfully they werent. Looking at the two women he just chuckled.." Being an addition to a group as fine and powerful as you two......i do thank you both for allowing me to sit and listen..." <e>

[Kahlan Lothair]

Myst Pendragon Metallic pools darted around briefly as they moved through the labyrith of Halls until the approached the room in which they were all to be seated. As Kahlan spoke of documents that needed to be singed, a single feather fell from out of nowhere, white save for the ends which appeared to be hand-dipped in blood. As it landed atop the smooth surface of the table, metallic pools quickly moved toward Nim. " First, do not flattery me... Beauty is only skin deep and superficial at best. Secondly, it is not wise to judge merely on actions for you have only seen what I have allowed you to see thus far. You know nothing of who or what I am." her tone soft, sedate.. almost soothing as she took a moment to pause. -c-

Myst Pendragon With a deep breath drawn she looked to the feather as each strand slowly unwound and then weaved itself again into several document. " The Angelic side you have now seen and will be all you will see." Tilting her head, a faint smirk filled crimson lips as she looked back toward Nim. " Though to answer your question M'lady" her words directed toward the Queen as her gaze remained intent on Nim.." The word and oath given to an Angel is all that is normally needed, though as I stated before, I no longer hold title as the King's advisor, so some documents were prepared in this matter. Shall we get to business?" Falling silent, her gaze moved slowly away from Nim and back toward Kahlan. -d-

Farris Wolf He watches the three of them also taking notice of Nims knocking the person from the tree. He gives a slight glare but keeps a cool and replaces it with solid unemotion. His eyes blinking softly. Then when Myst scolded him he grinned and replaced that also with unemotion quickly. His place about six feet away from Kahlan was good. He didn't want to be standing right beside her in an Alliance meeting with friendlies. He even liked this Myst lady...she could be his best friend if she kept scolding Nim

-High Queen- Kahlan Lothair Fiery eyes meet them both as she settles back. Giving a nod of affirmation she slides a few documents across the table to Myst. "Ulster makes no demands of Pendragon other than aid. We can offer a trade route also." she says with a simplicity that seems to float in the air landing lightly on the ears of those present. Her condition does little to hinder her presence in the room, she is a powerful presence despite her powers turning inward. She rests a her head on her hand and glances from Nim to Myst. "I am looking for an alliance that will give the Pendragons and Ulster breathing room as well as support should it ever be needed. <C>

-High Queen- Kahlan Lothair She levels her eyes upon Myst...No fear in those shining green orbs for the woman before her. Insane? Hardly. She had nothing to fear from Myst now, not to say that she would ever create some situation on purpose. To anger this woman would be far from lethal...it would be deadly. Her eyes flash over to Nim for a brief second. The fire behind them burning lazily as her ire hasnt been kindled...he had done well thus far. "Nim, My son I need you to intercept a messenger. As Myst stated I will be perfectly safe with her in the room." She glances to the woman and into her metallic eyes...safe within striking distance of a half dragon woman. <C>

-High Queen- Kahlan Lothair She had found such safety before and would welcome it again...maybe after they had reached an agreement she could ask the woman if she could help with the dreams late at night that left her bereft of the key element of restful sleep<E>

NimRuin_Wizard_Of_Ulster He looked at Lady Myst as a eerie smiled crept over his face....He seeming to chuckled softly as he manage to indeed hit a soft point within her Defensive state...Tilting his head at her, he only gave a grand laugh as he stood up, acknowledging The High Queen's command. He bowed lowly to the queen as he bowed to Lady Myst, backing up silently from her..As he started to leave, he paused for a second..." Lady Myst i do not Judge you fairly, i believe, That has always been a fault of mine, However." He said in an icy tone.."the Movements of alignments within Avalon is in motion, I must keep my guard up lest we lose that in which we of Avalon have gave up countless energies to save.." He said as he looked at His mother.." Her child brings up an era in something you dont understand, <c>

NimRuin_Wizard_Of_Ulster So do not be so cross when i find that you dark side, compares little to what Avalon is to be encountered with...Be you an angel of light or a fallen angel....i do not care, for right now it is not important." He said simply smiling as he was about to leave, giving her no chance to take her anger out on him. "Good bye little mother, i will see if a messenger has come to us.." He smiled as he gestured with his hands quickly and whispered but a few incoherant words...His mind drew forth as he looked at the gates...A messenger raced to the gates of Avalon, a messenger bearing Shaine's flag...His lavender eyes grew darkened as he closed them focusing upon the intent of the message....The thoughts were incoherant as the ramblings of the man's mind was brinked with a sigh of stupidity, but<c>

NimRuin_Wizard_Of_Ulster out of the thought came an emotion. An emotion that drew his eyes open suddenly....Something bad happened as his face grew a pale color....looking at Lady Myst with eyes of haunting fear, he suddently shifted to kahlans as he turned away moving out of the villa with a speed he did not even knew he possess...Whistling sharply his horse came to him...not even giving the horse a chance to stop he thrusted his foot out on to the heel bearing his foot and leaped into the saddle...Whispering quickly to the horse, Dawn the horse, drew its powerful legs in motion at a dead run....He felt anguish within the outer gates of Avalon as he raced towards the gate. <e>

[Kahlan Lothair]

Myst Pendragon Merely glanced toward Nim for a moment before looking back to Kahlan. " Aid will not be a trouble in the least bit as it is one of the things to be offered." Pausing, slender fingers picked up the first of the documents, nails like that of razors scratching lightly atop the table as she slid it to her." Others things that it is King Arthur offers are a trade and grains and wheat along with various spices and cloth." as each were named off, a document was slid down toward Kahlan. " These are the things in which the King Arthur has requested be apart of the alliance...That the Kingdom of Camelot send to you and the people of Ulster."

-High Queen- Kahlan Lothair Nods as each is slid across to her...letting Nim leave without hesitation...merely thinking him doing as he was told. "Ulster offers Camelot Irish Steel, and a special export we give to only few...our blue black steel blades." She says with a flicker of a glance up to Myst as she slides her documents across to Myst. "Something that we give not lightly." She says with a finality that hangs in the air. "We also offer silk, various crops, and an export of Marble..." As the list goes on she slides documents across to Myst her signature already upon them while she eyes the documents before her now <C>

-High Queen- Kahlan Lothair Her gaze washes over the documents for a short time before addressing Myst once more. "Does Pendragon or Camelot as it is, wish to offer more or demand a certain aspect of Ulster?" Her eyes seem to have paled a bit replaced with a grey obscuring the once brilliant green...as if a cloud has passed across her eyes in reflection of her rolling lands. "Ulster is a large Kingdom and we look forward to an alliance with the Pendragon clan which are in and of themselves a power. Ulster would benefit greatly from such an Alliance. Are you in full understanding of the agreements that will transpire this day?" She says as she folds her hands together. <C>

-High Queen- Kahlan Lothair A diplomat, negotiator, and High Queen were far more simple traits Kahlan bore through the endless days of reign...Persuasiveness came with ease. It was the tactic of presenting said information with no flair at all. It created not only an ease of understanding but a sense of security in knowing what was going on. Myst wouldnt be fooled, but neither would Kahlan <E>

NimRuin_Wizard_Of_Ulster His horse traveled rather swiftly as he looked upon the gates of Avalon from afar. He d: His horse traveled rather swiftly as he looked upon the gates of Avalon from afar. He felt the distraught as the wind blew against his silver hair....His eyes looking beyond the gate at the approaching messenger. The clouds seemed to have faded outside as a slow drizzle meet the outskirts of Avalon. He lifted his staff as a light glowed from the cystral of his staff, letting the guards know to open the gates immediately...he had been working on that with the guards for sometime. he found out that the defense of Avalon was held in capable hands for the guards of the gate were rather Brilliant. However his expressions were grim as he passed through the gates of Avalon, leaving the protection of its <c>

NimRuin_Wizard_Of_Ulster magic. Looking at the messenger, he held out his hand in order for him to stop....The man's eyes told him very much what he needed to know, but he still have to hear it in words, being that it was legally spoken to him. "Neighbor what troubles you?" He said in a very silent tone, trying to piece together what the man thought....The messenger however was a young man, his face pale though, but his eyes were haunted...as if someone had been tampering with him...He swore under his breath as the tones of the spell the man was under seemed to be the work of Zandramas..."Blasted Witch." He swore under his breath as he touched the man's temples. Closing his eyes he chanted a slow and rhymic incantation as the mans thoughts focus..Releashing the man's temple he looked at him..."Speak." He <c>

NimRuin_Wizard_Of_Ulster simply stated as the messenger looked at him..."I need to speak with Her majesty Kahlan.." The young man told the wizard sharply....The wizard eyes flashed as he smiled.." nay you shall tell me now.." The old Crow told the messenger....as he settled his staff on the mane of his horse...The messenger gave up as he approached cautiously, whispering the message...as the young man withdrew the wizard's face paled, to an extreme faded dark color..."You are positive..." He said to the man, and seeing the nodding, his eyes grew wide.."Go back to Emain Macha, and bring up the gates, But do not tell your message to anyone...understand.." The messenger nodded as he turned away and left Avalon...The wizard seemed to be thinking of a million things as he slowly advanced back into Avalon...Looking<c>

NimRuin_Wizard_Of_Ulster at the guards their faces grew confused as he peered into the villa.."Close the gate and keep it close...I have much to do." He said as a tear flew from his left eye, falling down his cheek...the wind carrying it away....<e>

Myst Pendragon Glanced to Kahlan taking a momentary break from looking over the documents before her. She listened in silence and merely nodded as she listened to the things to be offered. Though as she was asked if she understood of the what was to transpire, a slender brow arched as flecks of crismon swirled about in piercing metallic pools. " I understand full well as to what is taking place on this day. It is my job to understand. I may not bare a title and may even not be the person in whom you wished to seek Council with in this matter, though I still know where my duties and oath stand." -c-

Myst Pendragon Pausing, her gaze shifted back to the documents for a moment.." It is to be noted that as far as trade goes between the two kingdoms that it is allowed to remain open and change when necessary, due to things beyond either or kingdoms control." Taking a deep breath, she looked back toward Kahlan and exhaled slowly.." Though any changes to be made by either kingdom, be it that of Ulster or Camelot will have to go through you and King Arthur. " Metallic pools seemingly pierced through the womans being as a faint smile.. warm.. sincere filled crimson lips. -c-

Myst Pendragon Quite the contrast to that of her ever cold and distant gaze. Slender fingers reached across the table and wrapped lightly around the quill. With a dip into the ink well, her hand moved fluidly over the pages before her, the mark of the angels glowing brighter and brighter by the moment and then fading, leaving an impression of her own mark under each signature. -d-

-High Queen- Kahlan Lothair She nods listening to the woman. "It is a precaution. I would have said it the same to Arthur as I did to you." Her eyes dance over the documents and she reaches for a quill...wrapping her slender fingers around it and dipping it in ink she begins to sign the documents as well with a fluidity borne of years spent doing just this. Alliances. Once done she glances up to judge if Myst is done as well and when she is she extends her hand across the table to Myst. Her hand long and slender bordering on thin. "It has been a pleasure Myst. Now if we can drop the pleasantries I would be far more comfortable." she says. A High Queen dropping the formalities? <C>

-High Queen- Kahlan Lothair Strange to say the least. That she only has three adornments on her person is in and of itself a testament to her personality. She wears simply a necklace, a wedding ring, and a circlet of gold upon her head mixing with her fiery gold hair. "I have a question to ask of you personally Lady Myst." Her eyes set on the woman before her.<E>

[Kahlan Lothair]

[glow=red,2,300]Continuation after Negotiation[/glow]


Myst Pendragon Arched a slender brow as Kahlan's hand came across the table. Myst didn't allow anyone to touch her, though this was part of the 'duty'..'oath' she had taken and with that, her own hand moved toward the woman, slender fingers wrapping around her hand. With a firm shake the mark of the angels began to glow softly.. almost like that of a blessing being given and then she pulled her hand away, though not so quickly as to make Kahlan feel there was anything wrong. " You may ask all that you wish to ask, though be warned now..Not always are the answers to ones liking."

-High Queen- Kahlan Lothair She smiles idly at the woman in front of her. "Such is the life I am bound to. Nothing is ever easy and half the time what I dont like is what I hear. I do not judge based on information." She says before leaning on her elbows and resting her head on her hands. "I have been having strange dreams this past month. Dreams that leave me in this state as you see me now. Ive not slept consecutively in a month when I need it most." She says...illustrating her point by laying her arms down on the table. Her skin is pale and seems to be slightly transparent...the idea that she is not human is emphasized here...but that she is anything other can and would only be seen by Myst. "I honestly need help. Help that I cannot get from just anyone."

Farris Wolf joking guard somewhere behind the door listening. "Yeah she does need help..anyone seen her husband for a few months...she must be dieing in loneliness." The guards all burst out in laughter...(farris is in another room so not him just npcing things here)

Myst Pendragon Blinked, her head tilting as she looked first to Kahlan and then to her arms as she spoke.. " You will sleep well from now on. Your worries as of late have been many, the alliance with Camelot/Pendragon being one of the many worries." It would be the words of the guards outside the doors were heard, due to overly sensative hearing, and her words cut short. Turning away from the table, her footfalls silent.. calculated as she stood now just before the door in which the guards stood behind. Lifting her hand, nails like that of razors extended and without a second thought, she would send her hand through the door, splintering the wood and shattering it, just above -c-

Myst Pendragon one of the guards heads.." It's a shame I were not your Queen, I'd have you cleaning and bathing those whom reside in dungeons and then for fun have you following horses to clean up their shit as they make their way through the land." Falling silent, her hand withdrew from the large hole in the door and she looked toward Kahlan. " I will pay for that and even replace it myself in a few days to come. I am sorry, though I will not have even King Arthur talked of in a demeaning way.. Nor would I allow it of you." -d- (blah!)

Farris Wolf The guards looked up at her. "And a life without humor is just a miserable life...I would rather clean horseshit from the stables for a year than have no humor.

-High Queen- Kahlan Lothair Drawing herself up to stand she walks to the door and thrusts it open after what is said. She too had heard some of it. The one guard against the door would be thrust back by the sheer force of the door coming open...her voice not lost on their ears..."Do you disgrace me and my guest?"<C>

-High Queen- Kahlan Lothair She asks with a slightly disturbing smirk marring her otherwise gentle features. She glances to Myst and then to the guards..addressing Myst. "I thank you for your hearing Lady Myst...I might have thought myself mad had you not heard it as well. You do not have to pay for the door...in fact I would like you to give me your advice...What say you I do to these miscreants?" She asks and lifts a slender brow. To say that she had strength would be the understatement of the hour. "I will not be undermined...Do you understand me.." She comes through the doorway and seems to grow in stature though only in presence. Bristling at the edges. "Do you understand me?" She asks louder this time.<E>

Farris Wolf The guards stand up now. Farris comes out of nowhere. "Guys calm. Kahlan if you can't take a little humility then are you saying you are a greater being than us. Hell these men laugh and joke about everybody. Even me...but I don't go about punishing them when it happens." He said looking at her his eyes staring straight through her. The guards look from each other and start edging off.

Myst Pendragon A faint smirk would fill crimson lips as hands folded neatly infront of her.." What they would want to do as stated moments ago..' Clean horsehit for a year.'" though now Farris chimed in and metallic pools snapped to attention on his form as a slender brow arched. " It is one thing to joke, though to do so in ear shot of the Queen while eavesdropping on an alliance is wrong and I would personally see it as punishable.. -IF- I were in her shoes." Falling silent, she took a step back, moving toward the table. -c-

Myst Pendragon " Though seeing as this is not my place I only give my opinion. As for you Sir (Farris) I suspect you should teach your men better and proper ettiquette when it comes to how the Queen is treated. I've seen men killed for far less for disrespecting a Queen." Falling silent for good now, slender fingers quickly began to gather up the pages of the alliance treaty that she would be taking to Arthur. -d-

Farris Wolf He growls at Myst low and deep. "It is the men who defend this place and the people who live in it. If they want to know how an alliance is going is it not their business. And if you heard them through a solid door then are you listening to hard." His hands stay low and his head is held high chin slightly up. He stares at both of them. "So I think my men deserve a little joking around...if in another room. They have defended Kahlan for a while and as have I. I myself was listening in on the Alliance. And it isn't as if you wanted it private." He finally quiets looking at the both of them his face clearly in anger.

-High Queen- Kahlan Lothair She levels her raptors gaze upon Farris. Her eyes grey...having lost all traces of green or blue. "Careful where you tread Farris. Humility is one thing...Humiliation another...while Lady Myst stated quite the obvious. We were having a private negotiation." Her voice is deadly calm...though her eyes decieve none. She is pregnant and pissed off...not a good combination. "I am the High Queen of Ulster. You have no right to tell me what to do. As far as rank goes. I am over you. Do not ever think that you have such authority to correct me." Bristling would be nice at this point. Though she keeps her anger well in check she keeps her gaze focused on Farris. Her eyes bearing a dangerous glean.

grand_duke_of_ulster a man slowly walked in dawning a silver breastplate, he wore no helm, his hair cleaned and braided to look good, his face was shaved and his moustash trimmed neatly going down his face to his chin, under his silver breastplate he wore red silk shirt with large cuffs at the hands, for pants he wore black baggier pants for more room, to his side was a elegant strap that went on his waist holding a silver scabbard carved with royal feness<C>

grand_duke_of_ulster in the scabbard was a long silver sword made of fine roman leather as the handle, polished and made with such good masonry<E>

Farris Wolf He steps closer to them now infront of the other guards. He takes his sword from the sheath and throws it on the ground. "Ulster is a sham then Kahlan...for you claim to be a high queen yet you don't let the people hear who their friends and foes. There are over a thousand people in this castle who heard your conversation. Yet you think it is private. This is Avalon...a place of magic. And I didn't correct you. all I was saying was that if state something it is some mens reactions to joke about it. Through a closed door yes but that is your problem for hearing."

-High Queen- Kahlan Lothair In the time it takes him to throw his sword down she has hers out and resting the tip on the floor she looks to him..."Listen to me. You are a warrior. You know what I let you know. Is that clear?" Her voice is quiet and yet carries. "I will not let you usurp my authority because you think me frail. I am pregnant...not deaf and dumb." Sliding his blade aside with a kick she levels her gaze on him. "Do not toy with me Farris. I will not play by your rules. I am the High Queen. I demand respect."

[Kahlan Lothair]

Myst Pendragon Took a deep breath, the whites of her eyes now onyx as crismon flecks seemingly swirled amid metallic pools as she looked from Farris to Kahlan. A low rumbling growl escaped the depths of her being as the sword was dropped to the floor. The mark of the angels now rendered dormant as the chaotic dragon within stirred to life in a matter of moments. Tilting her head her gaze held Farris within her sights and even noting the entrance of another man. " The news of the Alliance would of been made known by your Queen. Nothing would have been hidden, though it is her news to tell.. Not chatter of the guards. Though.. As I said, tis not my place to say." -c-

Myst Pendragon With that said, she looked to Kahlan and with a slight incline of her head, she nodded once more. " Be well and may your child be blessed by all that is of purity." Turning, she slipped passed everyone that stood around, silks of black billowing out behind. The mark of the silver tattoo, that spanned across her lower back, would peer out through locks of floor length blonde hair as she remembered her way out.. Feeling air now was needed before she lost her temper. -d-

Farris Wolf He stares at the High Queen. "I only give a person respect when they earned it. I thought you had earned it. But you are letting your pride get to much of you and I will not be a party to that. Because that will lead men to their deaths." He turns aroudn and begins to head out of the room just like Myst.

grand_duke_of_ulster he walked into the throne room seeing the pendragon woman passing him, he stopped looking to the woman as she passed he did not salute her nor bow unless she stopped to look at him, but he waited for her to pass, he was within the doorway of the throne rom in sight of the high queen and the gaurds, behind him stood 2 gaurds holding shields of his land in munster and long swords his gaurds

grand_duke_of_ulster once the woman passed him he moved into the throne room his gaurds waiting at the door as he went before the high kneen pulling his sword out kneeling before her"my cousin"he removed his helm putting it on the floor before her his long blond hair streaming down over his armour

-High Queen- Kahlan Lothair With a flourish she is out of the room and into another. Farris' sword clenched tightly in her fist making her already pale hands white with anger. The audacity. Her eyes riveted on the sword while her insides are in a turmoil. Fighting with different emotions boiling to the top. Farris knew nothing of her pride. Her gaze bent down and with a heave she thrusts the sword through the window shattering the glass with little more than a thought. Pissed. Angered and pissed off. The sound would ricochet off the walls of the villa and around the outside of the villa. It would hang in the air and dissipate soon enough. <C>

-High Queen- Kahlan Lothair He knew nothing....wrapping her fingers around the necklace at her neck she thrusts it away from her and onto a table. Pushing through the door once again she is hell bent on leaving. Farris' sword lay among the shards of glass on the ground as priestesses gathered around it. She bursts through the front door of the villa and out...having bypassed both Myst and Farris in doing so. Bent for the castle Ashina lives in in Korinthmal. <E>

grand_duke_of_ulster he looked to the queen as she passed him kneerly knocking him to the ground, he regained his balance caughing to her slightly as he rose lifting his sword and his helm off the ground, she disshonered him and his name, he was silent though and said nothing, his gaurds entered the throne room to go to him, one wore red armour the other blue

Farris Wolf He was waiting for her. He stood their staring at her his legs crossed and his arms on his chest. "Too much pride I still say...I am willing to bow before you. Aslong as you don't punish those guards." He said bowing nowhead turned down yet still speaking. "But I still have no respect for a pride filled queen."