" i don't know what to tell you now" Darys says to Aedric as the two men were seated at the far isolated corner of a Tavern in Swiok Frary. The young king sailed to the foreign country in secrecy, hoping to meet Isabelle, perhaps even hoping something good might happen.
''Come on already i can almost see her leaving" Aedric, keeping one hand on his head scarf from falling off at the speed of his running, keeping his identity a secret, ran as fast as he could to get a glimpse of the young queen entering into the palace.
"would you slow the f**k down!!! you know you're faster stop playing games! i think im about to hurl!" exclaimed darys as he tries to keep up with aedric. Not much of crowd here at this side, thought aedric.
with a blink of an eye the queen vanished from sight, the walls
