<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m7ijzlvIdD1rbjskko1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Essaline<br/><strong>Role:</strong>Aserit Queen<br/><strong>Location:</strong>At the Theiri castle entrance<br/><strong>Tags:</strong>Kaniene, Auron, Laverius, Kale<br/><hr/><hr/><br/>Essaline was the epitome of calm elegance outwardly, while within she seethed. Her hand wrapped tighter around Bellator's reigns, her thighs locked to his heaving sides as he snorted and tossed his head. Her steed was noting a change, as did the Queen, causing her to become even more vigilant.<br/><br/>Auron soon enough came alongside she and Kaniene, ever somber, ever wrapped in his own darkness. Emerald eyes settled upon her young son, watching in silence as he conferred with his sister. Listening as Kaniene berated him for showing a kindness. Ah children.. they could be so tiring! Her eagle eyes remained sweeping the crowd about them that parted for their arrival, speaking in a firm yet kind tone to Kaniene and Auron.<strong> “ Your brother has the right of it Kaniene. You must learn to see all nuances of your surroundings. Kill those that deserve it with abandon and zeal, yet know that not all are needing the blade at their throat. Not all are born to war as you and I daughter. Unfortunately...”</strong>Here she would offer Kaniene a sly wink before continuing her words.<strong> “ Think to our own people. Though, unlike these poor wretches surrounding us now, our people suffer for the glory of Aserit, they still suffer none the less. Besides... children can be trained my dear..”</strong><br/><br/>Her own nose with wrinkle slightly as she too took in the different in scents on the air, even as her ears caught the sound of approaching hooves. From both behind, as well as before them. Those behind were nearer though, so over her shoulder she would glance just as Laverius rode up alongside her to report. Gazing into his eyes, she would simply stare upon him silently for a few lengthy moments before finally tilting her head to him.<strong> “ Good. I leave it to you to make sure the contingent are settled, and make sure they are prepared for anything. Send someone in search of Reynard, with the message to get himself to the castle immediately. You... I'll expect you to come to me when you have finished...”</strong>Leaving it at that her attention again moved ahead, still hearing the beating of hooves. She was very aware of the rumors that abounded about she and her armorer. Why she afforded what most saw to be a simple, albeit talented smith such heavy responsibilities. Only she knew this.<br/><br/>Soon enough the reason for the sound of heavy horse came to view, and she could not stop the modicum of respect that moved through her. Lifting a hand, her bracer glinting in the sun, she would make a fist to signal the caravan to halt. Expertly calming her war horse who strained at his bit, the Queens green eyes held those of Kale's, even as he glared out of his helm. His words echoed, and it would seem a heavy silence would fall all about them as his insults fell about. The wind would whistle softly through the streets, the sound of creaking leather and huffing horse heady, until her clean laughter filled the air about them. The smile that lit her face was divine, the gleam in her green eyes enticing, the wind teasing auburn tresses about smooth, strong shoulders.<br/><br/><strong> “ That was the rear of the city? And here I thought it was simply the scenic route Prince Kale. Treachery? You wound me good Sir! I merely wished to show my family the true reasons why this parley has been called. Your people need much help, and who better to give them that but Aserit? By all means, lead the way. My son and daughter find the smell rather offensive, and wish to wash it from the flesh.”</strong>This final jab was accompanied with a narrowing of almondesque eyes, a leering curl of lush lips, knowing that the Prince would think she spoke of the scent of the poor. So not the case.<br/>