Apon returning to the throne room, Marianne saw fit to address Zianro's earlier comment about his ancestors. "Zianro I highly doubt your ancestors turned in there grave, you see there dead and the dead do not move, furthermore there remains are probably none existent any longer. The creatures of the dirt have likely broken down the bones, if your lucky you might find a bone chip." Marianna had watched the man's expression. She loved to torment Zianro it was such a fun way to pass the time. Marianna had sat for a few more moments before standing. "come along Zianro I grow weary, and  wish to retire to my chambers."