After King Shaw asked Cecelia remained silent, it felt like five full empty minutes had passed ; dragging ok for five eternities before she once again caught his crimson gaze focused on her. "Do you intend to go back to Arbara?" He asked again, and she stood there immobile before a sudden urge to throw up hit her when she caught herself looking at Lucas as well, she liked him, she respected him, as she did his father, bit in the end she could barely stand being around them.
"No." Before Cecelia had let loose her response Lucas spoke up invoking once again the ire of the escorts as four pairs of bright blue eyes found his person. "She cannot leave, I will not allow it, we need her here." He argued.
"What need do you have for the priestess of a different land?" Leyah asked, truly curious,
