Akara wasn't interested in magical items. Maybe it was her desert nature showing but they didn't rely on magic and all the talk of magic had her gaze lingering around the room. The king was distressing her. she didn't know how she felt about the rage she sensed in him. He needed to be cool headed for what was ahead for them, not angry driven by rage and revenge. It would make him reckless.<br/><br/>Her thoughts still swirling she turned to Penelope of Winslore and gave her a brief nod. "I'd like to take a look at the horses. Angela and I will be out to see them in the next day or two." She said not asking in the least before she shifted her gaze to Marcious. "Any further information about the infestation in the mines would be welcome so it can be determined weather it is even worth the effort to clear out the mines." She said briefly to him before standing up.<br/><br/>Akara was small in stature but she'd never had trouble gaining the attention of the room her gaze  held the kings before sweeping over the council to once more settle on her king, "Why are the  Vaults of Sicarus sealed?" She asked her voice whip shark as she asked the question. Her gaze sharp as she focused on the king though she was aware of every breath of each person in the room. Warrior instincts stretched tight as she challenged this new king who was something of a stranger with his brooding anger and barely leashed desire for revenge.