<div class="floatright">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5ed4r9DWP1qk0v9so1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Kaniene Maxisus<br/><strong>Role:</strong>Princess of Aserit<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Traveling through the slum area<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Essaline, Auron, open<hr/><br/>The smile on her mother face gave a small measure of comfort in a foreign land. A hint of admiration appeared in her eyes upon noticing her mother’s choice of attire for the first meeting. Only Essaline could wear something so beautiful and feminine while maintaining her ability to fight multiple enemies at once. Yet, Kaniene would never wear such armor. Despite her wildness and unpredictability in warfare, she was fairly conservative with other actions. She did not like drawing unnecessary attention to herself. A deadly foe could slip in and out a crowded area without anyone taking note. Hazel eyes looked over their surroundings with nothing short of analyzation. It was an habit of hers to look for weaknesses even though they were supposed to be…delicate with the enemy on this day.<br/><br/>Even though her lips did not smile, her eyes danced with laughter at her mother’s statement on the monarchs.<strong>“Debauchery.”</strong>The word fell from her lips with clear apprehension. There were rumors about what actually happened within the city, but it was difficult to separate fact from fiction. The only royal member she had ever laid eyes on was the prince. He was an oddball and a worthless piece of scum even if he could hold his own on the field. Probably dropped or hit on the head too many times in his youth. Her mother spoke too quickly for her to respond to the comment on Queen Amelia. There was little information available on the woman other than her love for beauty along with other frivolous items. Her hand remained on her weapon while the other reached up to touch the tuft of hair pinned near her waist. Even after all the time since hair was separated from scalp, it was still fairly soft to the touch. When her mother agreed to the hopes of the peace talks not working, Kaniene smiled with pure glee and excitement. The adrenaline rush during a fight was an addictive pleasure, and nothing else provided the same feeling.<br/><br/><strong>“Fighting sounds more exhilarating than talking at a round table.”</strong>Hooper pranced around anxiously since he liked to gallop at full speed rather than walk at a snail’s pace. Yet, they could not go too fast for fear of a carriage loaded with her dresses. Apparently, she needed a selection rather than a planned dress for each day. It was with luck that the wheels and horses did not collapse during the journey. Other than carriages with material needs, there was a small company of Aserit servants and soldiers even though the main bulk within the kingdom had been left behind.<br/><br/>Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed her brother approaching from the rear. His emotionless face did not surprise her. She envied the skill to appear perfectly calm in all types of situations since her emotions often danced in her eyes. Kaniene growled lowly when the girl bumped him. Fingers tightened on her blade. The little girl was either brave or foolish to attempt thievery with a fierce opponent. Even more surprising was Auron's reaction to the little bitch. Her hands tightened at the reins and clenched her teeth together to suppress the urge to hop down from Hooper to retrieve the coins.<em>No violence.</em>The reminder echoed in her mind though it did not stop rage. When her brother came over next to her, Kaniene's eyes narrowed at him.<strong>"When a dog shits in the floor, you do not reward it with a bone."</strong>The child was the enemy. Who knew what type of threat she could become in the future against the Aserit? A spy. An assasin. The possibilities were endless. It was the reason why Kaniene believed in sparing no one.<br/><br/>Her temper managed to calm down due to shock when he asked about nightmares. The skin on her knuckles turned white.<strong>"It is of no importance,"</strong>she whispered back to him. Kaniene became increasingly uncomfortable with the subject at hand when he easily pinpointed why she did wish to discuss it.<strong>"I will not rest well until we are out of this city."</strong>Then an unfamiliar scent wafted under her nose, causing her to sneeze.<strong>"Do you smell that?"</strong>The question was posed to both Auron and Essaline. It smelled flowery. Just ahead, the scenery appeared to be changing from completely underprivileged to something magnificent. The rumors of Theiri city were true. Even still, she knew better than anyone that beauty usual hid danger.