<div class="floatright">(http://i106.photobucket.com/albums/m241/Lui_punkgirl/queenamelia.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Queen Amelia<br/><strong>Role:</strong>Queen of Theiri<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Dining room then Throne room<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Kiara, Sebastian Varta<br/><br/>Amelia shifted as she felt the comforting presence of her daughter. The two when near each other were always friendly and there was always an air of comforting love about them. If Amelia was to have a weakness, it would most likely be her daughter. Amelia thanked the gods for everyday she spent with Kiara, a kinship she had with no other woman. Not only was there respect, but there was a bond there that no one could ever touch. It was almost indescribable.<br/><br/>She smiled softly, warm and relaxed, as her daughter began to reassure her. Amelia did have her reserved thoughts, and her daughter always picked up on them, especially when she was ruffled. The queen sighed softly and her face relaxed some more as her daughter continued, only offering a reply after she had finished.<br/><br/>"Well... Should your brother misbehave, he knows it will not bode well for him when I find out. He may be our Knight-Commander, but he is still the the heir and above all, my son. I will not hesitate to treat  him a child should he act like one," Amelia paused and chuckled at the thought of her husband turning up. "Although I would not put it past your father to arrive for tonight's supper, I have my doubts that he actually will. I haven't received a word from him since he left, typical, but he usually..." it was then that Amelia was interrupted by the maid that approached her and her daughter.<br/><br/>Amelia's brow raised as a questioning look on her face played out. "The throne room? Are the royals already at the castle? No... no no... It would take a bit longer to get here, especially without a guide to take them through the maze. Regardless," she paused and turned to her daughter, "This is a bit odd."<br/><br/>Hearing Kiara offering to watch over and help with the preparations put Amelia at ease, and opened up her own schedule to see who was awaiting her in the throne room. She placed a kiss on her daughter's forehead, before pushing away a strand of hair from Kiara's face. She didn't need words to tell Kiara she loved her, all she needed was her grey brushed eyes.<br/><br/>Turning around, she hurried, in a relaxed way, to the throne room. Deducing through her thoughts brought her to the conclusion, that it could be one of several people, or perhaps even a maid needing input. Judging from the color of the poor girl's cheeks, it most likely wasn't a female seeking attention from the Queen. As she entered the room, she recognized the awaiting man instantly. "Sebastian!" Amelia almost sounded offended as her nose scrunched and her eyebrows furrowed lightly. While approaching her husband her expression became more regal and plain, her eyes a bit disinterested. Deep inside though, her thoughts were like wildfires, raging and burning about swiftly.<br/><br/>"First you send no word of how the last two weeks have been. Then you show up unannounced after I am assumed to be left to garner a peace treaty for our kingdom...<em>alone</em>, and lastly" she picked up his cloak and ran it through her fingers. Disgust coming to her face in the process, as her hands then moved to his face and brushed away dirt. "You need a good soaking." Amelia brushed of her hands, clapping away the dirt and dust. She wasn't too fond of grime on one's body, and hygiene was important to her. The only exceptions were after an afternoon spent digging in her garden, or how one feels after taking a rather long horseback ride through the surrounding forests.<br/><br/>Looking around she noticed the maids were flustered and flighty. "I see you've wasted no time in bothering the maids again. Is that all that is really on your mind at times?" she quipped, as she moved to the throne. "Regardless, before you go gallivanting off, pleasing your carnal desires, you should know something." She paused and sat down in the chair that was hers. "The Aserit royal family is already here, they are early and most likely not in a good mood. Our wonderful son was the one to greet them, and according to our daughter, he did not do so... in a friendly manner it would seem." Once again a pause came as a smirk crept onto her lips. "Perhaps you should go enjoy a soak, and clean up before they arrive. Once they are here, we will be too busy with politics and entertainment to enjoy something as quiet as a bath." While there had been a hint of aggravation in Amelia's voice early on as she spoke to her husband, it had completely faded into a neutral tone.