Lyssa dined in relative silence, replying to questions and remarks when necessary. She swirled the sweet Theirian wine in her ornate glass goblet, taking an ever-so-small sip, before setting it down on the table. The smell of sweet berries filled her nose, bringing a genuine smile to her face. Those who laid their eyes upon the Queen would see a gentle woman, gracefully enjoying her wine. Lyssa mind was filled with thoughts.<br/><br/>King Haidar and his company were scheduled to arrive at any moment and Erin would be greeting them at the gate room shortly. The Queen watched the events at the dinner table unfold, keeping a careful but subtle eye on everyone. Lorenso and Lenally left together; Gerrard had stormed off somewhere alone; even LeChance and Juli had found a reason to leave the table. The dinner seemed to move quickly, with succulent courses being brought out one after another. Lyssa said nothing as Archibald disciplined his children, or made loud remarks over the table. Everyone at this dinner was a part of their future, and each and every one of them needed to be observed. The Aserit prince Henrik seemed to have the same idea; ever so quiet, only taking brief glances around before returning to his meal.<br/><br/>Lyssa watched them all. Until she heard the faint jingling of Erin's bells in the distance, followed by the low rumbling of steps. Her guests had arrived. Standing up, Lyssa turned to face the Nydewian King, greeting him in her gentle voice.<br/><br/>"King Haidar," she curtsied, her long and slender legs bending slowly. "I hope the Gate was kind to you. Welcome to Theiri. Please, join us for dinner." she greeted in Nydewian. Even the rough, almost savage tones of the language seemed soothing from Lyssa's lips. Her soft voice somehow carried itself through the large dining hall. Her gaze met with Haidar's, lingering on his eyes as if giving him a message only the two of them would understand. Smiling, she turned back towards the table.<br/><br/>"King Archibald, surely you cannot be the only guest of mine at this dinner. The future of our Kingdom's is not between just the two of us. The Nydewians are my guests." she replied to his comment, the last sentence carrying a surprisingly firm tone for someone who looked as frail as her; as if there would be dire consequences if he should disagree further.<br/><br/>"I should say the same to you, Mister LeChance," Lyssa continued sweetly. "There will be no threats at this dinner tonight. Eat your meal in peace. Or would you rather entertain yourself outside of the hall?" she asked innocently, her voice with no hint of sarcasm or nastiness.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>