Van
Captain Valkrin Farensun 
The Island of Togaira, Terresol 

"Twenty years ago I would have jumped at that," He said coolly, "What exactly are you suggesting? You think the commoners, or the nobles for that matter, want a man who's more Islander than Terreme causing even more trouble than they've got already?" 

He rolled around some sort of greens on his plate, then stood and walked to the other end of the table facing Peraz. 

"I assume you have some sort of idea you'd like to share?"
Anna
Peraz Dumagne
The Island of Togaira, Terresol

Peraz ate heartily as he spoke and a smile curled over her lips. "I am only thinking aloud, Captain. Terreme or Islander you would be a valuable asset in anyone's court."

Her fork was lowered to the table with a soft *Clink* And she leaned back on her chair. "I do have a... *Resquest*, of sorts to ask of you - I must have your word that if you decline that news of it will not reach my Lord-brother."

Her eyes flicked to the young man that Valkrin had brought with him as though to either scrutinise his loyalty or silently will him to leave the room.
Van
Captain Valkrin Farensun 
The Island of Togaira, Terresol 

Valkrin followed her gaze across the room, landing on his scribe. The boy was visibly frightened by the Dragon of Falsa, shaking slightly as he stood. 

"What?" Said Valkrin, "You want I should cut out his tongue right here? The boy hardly speaks to his own kin, let alone lords of realms he's never seen." He paced back over to his seat and began to have another drink, leaning onto the table as he set down the cup. 

"Tell me about this request of yours."
Anna
Peraz Dumagne
The Island of Togaira, Terresol

A soft laugh escaped her, "There are snakes in every garden just as there are spies in every room." She spoke in her gentle alto though she did not look at the man maliciously or even with distrust. 

"The house of Dumagne does not have an heir," She began as she placed her elbows on the table and clasped her fingers. "My brother has two sisters and a bastard for a brother. If something happens to him - gods forbid it - his seat will go to a distant, and rather irrelevant, cousin. Sun is unlikely to marry with how often her studies have her travelling, Samsom's children will have no claim and I cannot *Truly* Believe any poor woman would stoop so low as to let Lutur bed her..."

She shook her head of the thought and the dangling beads of her headpiece made a soft clinking windchime. 

"As far as I am aware you are unmarried and I am long widowed. Would you consider a marriage?"
Van
Captain Valkrin Farensun 
The Island of Togaira, Terresol

There was a hush as Valkrin stood staring at the woman after she proposed to him. 

"Consider a what...?" He trailed off, leaning closer to her as if he hadn't heard her correctly. 

The young man beside him began to clarify what was said, before Valkrin closed a fist in front of the boy, indicating it was time to stop talking. 

"I fail to see exactly what you stand to gain from this, Lady Dumagne. I'm not a nobleman, I'm a Shitblood born a stone's throw from this castle to the Draghi's of Falsa." 

He paced the room a bit, then asked, "Is this some sort of jest?"
Anna
Peraz Dumagne
The Island of Togaira, Terresol

"There is no jest." She clarified with a shake of her head. Her lady moved to take her plate from the table.

"My late husband was a nobleman. Do you know his name?" She asked, "Most of Terresol does not and none of the rest of the known world will. *Your* Name is known throughout... That is much better than a title... I would gain an heir, the freedom to choose who I marry before my brother does *For* Me, and my halls will not be empty."

She rose from her chair to her impressive height, the beetlewing embroidery shimmered under the candlelight as she moved to stand opposite to him. 

"The Dragon of Falsa and the Kingslayer would make a formidable force to reckon with. Don't you agree? You would also gain a title; Lord of Togaira."
Van
Captain Valkrin Farensun
The Island of Togaira, Terresol

For a moment Valkrin saw it; the two of them ruling together, a small host of children running about the halls of this castle. 

"A formidable force indeed, they'll write songs about it for decades," He said as he looked at her. She truly was quite stunning, and he could and had done much worse in his life. 

"If you're honestly certain it's what you want, then I accept. What better way to protect my land than to rule over it?"
Anna
Peraz Dumagne
The Island of Togaira, Terresol

The Lady of Togaira held her chin up as another smile graced her features. She was a striking woman, if not pretty. She had taken her father's sharp face and height, her mother's fine hair and grace. She would not look out of place in an illuminated manuscript. 

"I knew you weren't the type to retire quietly." She reminded him and returned to her seat. "Stay the night so you needn't sail in darkness. We can discuss matters of engagement and marriage when the sun rises."

"Eidyg," She called and her lady's maid came to her side, "Prepare chambers for Captain Farensun and his..." She looked to the young man, "Retainer?"

Eidyg bowed her head, "Yes, lady."