<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m7ijzlvIdD1rbjskko1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Essaline<br/><strong>Title:</strong>Aserit Queen<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Outside city gates<br/><strong>Tags:</strong>Entire family, Kale, Lorenso<br/><hr/><hr/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>The Queen of Aserit was seething within. Though she was perfectly aware that the taunts from the Heir of Theiri were meant to rile her, meant to anger those of her family, meant to possibly set she or her son or daughter off, that did not stop the anger. The words were possibly set forth in hope she or one of her brood would react in a more harsh manner then they already had. Sir Ralph upon the ground sputtering in indignant rage was nothing. Kaniene connecting a well placed fist to the face of the tomato offender was but swatting at a fly. Even Auron, his normal emotionless facade shattered and his animosity flowing free in the demand for a duel, was but a small thing.<br/><br/>Orianthi made her way from the carriage, and Essaline saw instantly the change within Kale. Emerald eyes would narrow, but she remained silent as she watched the banter between the two, the fine line of her jaw working as she ground her teeth. How could she have even pondered the notion of giving her elder daughter off to this fool? Yet Ori was playing her part well, just as she should. Was it an act thogh? Her husband, having remained within the carriage, knowing that his wife and children could easily take care of any situation, had only finally emerged when Ori made contact with Kale. His eldest  girl was ever the most important to him. His smile alighted upon her, and she could not help the gentleness in the slight curl of her lips down at him in return. Somehow, some way, her King always managed to calm her. As was his want he remained cool when speaking to Kale, turning to return to the carriage and ordering Orianthi to follow. At this she would nudge Bellator forward, moving the massive horse between her daughter and Kale, baring her teeth at him, jut in time to witness the arrival of Lorenso.<br/><br/><strong> “ Auron, my son, words flowing from the mouth of an ingrate is not reason enough to remove his tongue. A duel is not warranted, though I can understand your need. This journey is still young. Mayhap you will get the chance to bloody your blade in honorable battle son. Escort Orianthi back to the carriage, you are to be her shadow until I deem otherwise. Kaniene, to me.”</strong>As she spoke, her gleaming gaze held the sight of Lorenso, noting that the man berated Kale, not she or her kin. Handsome and wise. Lifting her attention back to Kale, her face would light into a beatific smile, oddly managing to seem quite at ease and willing, speaking at Lorenso as she did.<br/><br/><strong> “ My King spoke true. We are all weary from our travels, and wish nothing more then to be led within, shown to our quarters so we may wash the dirt and grime away and prepare for this historic meeting. Accept my apologies, please. Our weariness has set us on edge. We await your lead my Lord.”</strong><br/>