Lenally watched him, it wasn't hard to see he was in deep sorrow. The way his shoulders slumped as he sat on the bed, putting his head in his hands. The way he spoke of the late king, the fact he threw the sword to the ground. All the signs of one grieving deeply. She moved to stand beside him, wishing she knew what to do.<br/><br/>She looked down a bit bashful as he stroked her cheek, feeling her heart starting to race for some reason as she looked back at him. "Yes.....I do." her voice sounds saddened, conflicted. The voice of a young girl who wants peace between their nations but wants more of a say in how it comes along. "I...I had expected them to announce the damn thing at the feast but then she spoke of the king..." Lenally bit her lip then blurted out, with every intention to comfort him, "I'm so sorry Lorenso.....f-for your loss..."<br/><br/>**Moved to Theiri Private Rooms**