Amelyeen had been coming in and out of the area for some time now gaining the trust of one of the kings very own guards who was now working on getting her in the castle. Though she couldn't let him get her into something she couldn't leave quickly. As she was always on the ready to leave even in the dead of the night. Explaining to the guard she had befriended she was seeking out the man who had slaughtered her lover and family to bring him to the kings justice. It wasn't far from the truth, she neglected to tell him it was the kings men that had done it. To this day she prayed to the gods that Rowen some how made it out alive yet she feared if he did it would never be the same for her and he.<br/><br/>Everything he had told her had been to cover up the truth. Yes her father was a man of the crown but he took no part in it. Forbidding any of his children to go to the capital. Now here she was four years later in the capitol about to be taken into the very castle that held the men responsible fore the slaughter of her family. She smiled sweetly as the man came close to her, her hood still concealing her face.<br/><br/>"You know it really isn't wise for you to keep meeting me here mi'lady" The younger man spoke with tones of concern.<br/><br/>"I'm no highborn you know this. My mother was a tavern wench. Let's get to it any news of it?" She questioned not giving a moments thought as she let him take her arm leading her outside. She let the hood fall her scars concealed by her fiery locks.<br/><br/>"The king is in a meeting now of how to take down the rebellion. Ah I'm sorry mi'lady didn't come to hear me talk of the kings plans to thwart the enemies he has."<br/><br/>"Don't mind me..." Her words were cut off by a guard summonsing the one escorting her.<br/><br/>"Mi'lady will you wait for me here please I must be going."<br/><br/>"I'll be right around here when you return not going anywhere today." She spoke as he ran off.<br/><br/>Settling down under a tree, she pulled out her book she drew in. There were so many drawings of Rowan in this book, she couldn't help it she missed him. If she could get closer then she could let it rest. She felt like something big was going to happen the air was too still for the day it was. Her dress feel in folds about her as she sat with her feet tucked under her. looking at the most recent sketch she had drawn. Her fingers tracing over the hardened features of the one she once loved. She had thought she'd never find anyone that loved her for she was a bastard sure the lord treated her fair but she was still a stain on the family for all to see.