Naomi
*Her smile widened, her expression turning bittersweet - invoking the image of both a melancholy princess and a battle-scarred knight. She patted the grass beside her with a clink of her gauntlets, offering him a seat beside her as she responded.*

"Quite the investigator, hm? My title I have lost, yes - once 'Ser Elias Alicia Bluedove, First Princess of House Bluedove'."

*She recounted her title with a sarcastic pomp to her voice, yet clearly still held a reverence for it from her mild grimace afterwards.*

"I was never to inherit land, unless I were to prove myself to my liege - of whom I have never met, and I am fairly certain does not wage war often anymore..."

*Her tone was as light as it was forlorn, as if she was recalling an old story instead of her own history. Detaching herself like this had helped stymie the resentment, but it wouldn't last.*

"And yourself, Niko? Have you any secret ties to royalty?"
*She asked, lightening the mood with a subtle jab, her bittersweet smile sweetening very slightly.*
Ozie
*Niko graciously accepted her offer to sit besides her, taking care to sling the scabbard off of his back before he landed in the grass with a heavy thunk.*
 "I like hearing what stories people have to tell," *He sheepishly replied, before shutting his mouth to listen.*

"So - you are - er, *Were* A princess?" *From the incredulous look on his face, it was probably obvious that he did not have any ties to royalty whatsoever.*
Naomi
"So do I..."
*She chuckled, sighing softly as he glanced to him - finding his conduct highly bizarre for a High Elf resident of the capital.*
"I was the third daughter of a Marquis, so technically yes... And, yes. *Was."*
Ozie
*The transition from being a princess to wandering the countryside must have been rough. The story certainly explained why her mannerisms and attitude had been so harsh earlier, and Niko held a gloved hand to his chin in thought.*
"Well, whatever it takes to reclaim your title, I hope you can achieve it. 
I wish I could say more, but you can probably tell I don't know a thing about royalty..."
*After nervously chuckling, he continued. She had told him her story, so it was probably time to return the favor.*
"My family just consists of merchant-adventurers from Salvainia. There isn't much to say, really, except that I'm trying to follow in their footsteps; thats why I'm here in Ulnoor after finishing a shipment."
Naomi
"Thank you, dear... We'll see what it takes, I suppose."
*She sighed, laughing softly as her mood improved slowly - conversing with such a sprightly young man giving her at least some energy.*
"Ah, merchants? What do you sell?"
*She asked, tilting her head slightly as a wave of fatigue hit her - clearly she had lounged in the sun too long.*