Akara took the goblet and sipped it though she was careful because Akara was a study in moderation she was strict with herself. If Ayria would get tipsy as she did then it wouldn't take much at all, the single glass would more the suffice. "I'm not furious." Akara said sadly sipping the strong drink her gaze distant, "I'm scared, everything I've worked for may very well be gone. Without the king we can't take back the kingdom. The people see us as traitors, any revolt would be hollow without the true king backing us."<br/><br/>Akara shook her head taking more of a drink wondering if it wasn't a nice temporary relieve to seek oblivion housed safely within the bottle, "I've failed my people Angela and I may never be able to make it right." She said sadly finishing the glass far too quickly feeling the effects of the liquor in the upset of her stomach and the wobbly nature of her head.<br/><br/>"I just thought everything would be better by now you know? I came back to the capital having just cleaned the last of the blood from my clothes thinking this was it, I'd have a year maybe two of peace to make a life for myself that wasn't made of blood and death and finally put some of the horrors I'd seen in the past. I'd befriend you" A smirk of amusement took her lips banishing the look of sorrow for a moment, "Though I didn't think it'd be in the manner you wanted but in a peaceful time the stress wouldn't have been so bad. We would have had time. Now I wonder if it was all just a pipe dream. I'll never get that peace that others get to live." She said signalling the servant for anther glass and sipping it liberally.<br/><br/>"I'm sorry Angela.I shouldn't be saying all this to you I'm just upset. Ignore me." She said with a sad smile shifting off the log to sit on the ground and brush back her hair closing her eyes as she took another drink draining half the glass ignoring the roll in her stomach. She hadn't done a great job in many manners but if Angela wanted to get tipsy then she'd oblige her in that regard.