"Dear Lorenso," Lyssa whispered with a disturbingly loving tone to her voice. A sweet smile was spread on her lips, yet her eyes somehow seemed to remain cold and piercing. "I'm afraid I must ask some things of you. I trust that although my husband has passed away, you still serve Theiri, yes?" she continued, her eyes leaving the First Sword to survey the dining hall. "I shall have you participate in the Gladiator. We must show that Theiri is no slouch in the combat department, and who better than the First Sword?" Lyssa smiled, an almost murderous smile hidden in her lips. The Gladiator was a dangerous event. "And see if you can find Gerrard," she added, her attention already back to the dinner. She was done with Lorenso.<br/><br/>Queen Lyssa waved over one of the serving girls, who promptly scrambled off after she whispered something in her ear. The next course would be dessert. "The dinner is coming to a close, dear guests," Lyssa announced. "The official talks shall begin tomorrow, on the day of the tournament," she continued, addressing King Archibald with a polite nod. "King Haidar, it is a shame that you and your party arrived late. If you have not eaten your fill, you need only ask- Theiri's kitchens are always open."<br/><br/>"I'm afraid I must take my leave early. It has been a long day for me, and I apologize." she finished courteously, before giving her most ladylike bow and departing for her chambers. As the Queen left the room and the dinner continued, a serving girl slipped a note into King Haidar's pie.