<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/ppOzMvN.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Evelyn Mackenzie, Princess of Trissea, Ambassador to the Freeport Realm.<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>In her chambers --> Castle Hall<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Open<br/><br/><hr/><br/>It had been nearly a week, and Princess Evelyn had been growing increasingly suspicious of Octavius. Perhaps it was because she couldn't figure out his real reason for being here. Perhaps it was because his arrival came right around the time of the invasion. Was he here to defend the realm of Freeport or was he here to conquer? She had no loyalties to him or to the realm of Freeport. She was a diplomat from Trissea. She assumed her note had gotten through because she hadn't heard anything since. Besides, there was no news that the large invasion force sitting on the edge of the realm had made any moves.<br/><br/>Trade was thinning in Freeport, as merchants became hesitant to trade with a kingdom on the verge of war. Not just any war, but one that promised to be among the largest wars in written history. For her own part, the princess wasn't sure she wanted to stick around much longer, but if she were to stick around too long, people would grow suspicious. She didn't want to draw undo attention either to herself or to Trissea. Mary, her hand-maiden, gave Evelyn a start as she burst through the doors with a note:<br/><br/><div align="center"><em>When sun arise<br/>she cannot defy<br/>that which all men surmise</em></div><br/>Quick and too the point. Evelyn quickly burned the letter and packed a bag. Time was drawing near. War was about to begin and she didn't want to be in Freeport when it did. She quickly exited her chambers and began down the halls of the castle. Clearly a lady on a mission.