<strong>King Archibald Aserit</strong><br/><br/>Archibald was fuming, to say the least. No Royal welcome. No explanation. No Honor Guard. Nothing. Nothing but a measely fool who greated them and a Prince and Princess who seemed very uneasy and had quickly sent them to their rooms. His body was tense - extremely tense - and he nearly slammed the door behind them, the room empty save for him and his wife.<br/><br/>He quickly noted possible exits and spots an assassin could hide, striding over quickly to check the closets and behind the tapestries for hidden passages. He was sure they were there but hoped they would not be used. And then he began to pace again, back and forth, walking to the wall before slamming his mailed fist into it. The pain took a little of the anger away while leaving a deep gouge in the stone from his gauntlet. Not hard enough to break a bone of course.<br/><br/>"The next slight to us and I am storming out of here to summon the troops." He finally says, clearly fuming by his tone. "If this treatment continues I swear I will slay the nearest Theiri and have the Bloody Ravens murder every bloody Theiri in this Castle!"