<span style="color: #00FF00"><span style="font-family: Lucida Calligraphy;"><span style="font-size: 200%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="text-decoration: underline"><div style="text-align: center;">Harold the Archivist</div></span></span></span></span><br/><br/>Harold frowned as Earl confirmed what he was afraid of. He reached over and took the notebook eyeing it with his own eyes after adjusting his spectacles on his nose. He read it and sighed before stopping beside of his apprentice when he halted his movement towards the dining room.<span style="color: #00FF00">"Indeed it does say it right here.....They were married three years ago in the beginnings of summer." </span>He said.<br/><br/>The old man pinched the bridge of his nose in annoyance at the matter at hand as he offered Earl his notepad back to him. He moved from there once he'd taken it to rubbing his temples.<span style="color: #00FF00"> "How are we going to go about this?" </span>He asked out loud to no one in particular. He was mainly just voicing his thoughts. He didn't know for certain if the queen was inherently the thing that was causing this unsettlement. But one thing was certain. She was the only one who was new around here when this upset started three years ago.<br/><br/>After gathering himself and starting to walk again a bit slower to the dining room, Harold spoke.<span style="color: #00FF00"> "I'm going on with our current plan. I'm going to try to gauge how she reacts to my information I give the king. If she seems guilty or acts differently, then we will know to get the general, archmage, and Allistair alone. So be sure to help me watch her Earl." </span>He explained to him. Harold wasn't sure if she was guilty or not, but he refused to act on something until he knew for certain. He liked to have his facts straight.<br/><br/><a href="//www.creativefreedomrpg.com/memberlist.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=110674">@thetruegarsot</a>