<strong><span class="bbc_u">Sanguine LeChance</span></strong><br/><br/>Sanguine was contentedly sipping his wine and breaking off bits of bread for Eyes. He heard a pair of footsteps approaching from upstairs, though he couldn’t be certain, he felt fairly confident that the duo was King and Queen Aserit. It wasn’t until the King greeted his children that he knew for sure.<br/><br/>In spite of all the work San had been doing for Henrik, aside from Lenally, he was still yet to meet any of the members of the royal family. The King, The Queen, Omar the Heir. These were all key pieces to the puzzle. And while he couldn’t yet see the picture clearly, he was certain he wanted access to every piece.<br/><br/>Then there was the smell of her.<br/><br/>Queen Lyssa, Sanguine always knew when she entered a room, her entrance was by far the most dramatic Sanguine had ever witnessed. She spoke fluidly, yet assertively, gaining the attention of the room without shouting. San wanted badly to feel the features of her face, her beauty spoken of often...<br/><br/>Just as King Aserit was receiving his Brandy, Sanguine decided to take his dinner with water. It was strange, he didn’t feel like he’d actually had enough to feel drunk.<br/><br/>Queen Lyssa informed the collected nobility of some sad news, her husband the King was dead. She said he’d succumbed to his illness and passed away. Sanguine wanted to ask of what, he’d heard Theiri was the epicenter for advances in medical science, he made a point of needing to find and converse with the physician who’d treated him.<br/><br/>In the moment that the announcement was made, San reached out his hand to Princess Juli, not taking her hand as was in his nature. Merely offing it to her on the table, should she need one to hold. It’s never easy to lose a family member, even if she said she barely knew him.<br/><br/>When Lyssa mentioned a tournament, Sanguine perked up. He adored combat tournaments. Such high level competition, huge cash prizes, the adulation of thousands of screaming commoners. And the blood, the glorious blood. He wanted to stand up and offer to fight in the King’s memory, but before he could, the band began their introductory number.<br/><br/>The music was good, but Sanguine’s lack of sight made him unable to appreciate Erin’s performance. He heard a great deal of stomping but wasn’t sure to what any of it portended. Instead he pondered possible opponents for the forthcoming tournament.<br/><br/>“Are you alright Princess Juli?” San asked in a low voice, leaning toward her. “This news must be quite terrible for you.”