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As news of your humiliation of Belind at your glorious coronation spread the people weren’t, as you hoped wisely, cowed into submission. Instead, it seems to have um… Incensed them somewhat.” “This is much unlike you General.” He felt cold, “Apologies, my Queen, how is this unlike me?” “Usually when you bring me bad news like this you have the sense to offer me solutions first. To keep my mood in check. Are you telling me you cannot see a solution to this mess?” She waved a hand dismissively across the map, as if every soul it represented was something he should easily be able to clean up at her beck and call. Atrin felt himself relax a little as he allowed himself a small smile, “I er, actually do have a solution, it just hasn’t arrived yet, I expected big it before your arrival but… It seems to be late.” He had expected her to smile, to be at least a little bit brighter at his offer of a solution, but, to the contrary, her expression darkened. “I do not appreciate being kept in the dark Atrin.” “I, er, of course my Queen, I-...” he hesitated, hearing footsteps approaching the campaign room in which they were stood and, as a pair of great oaken doors swung open at the far side of the room, he was pleased to see just who he had been talking about, a young woman, sauntering in with a dismissive look about her, her scowl mimicking Ariela’s own, flanked by a pair of the Queen's guard. Still, Ariela’s expression didn’t lighten, her eyes glancing towards the newcomer then back to Atrin, “Your solution looks like a bitch.” Atrin reddened, “Er, Queen Ariela, this is the Lady Sophia, formerly Princess Sophia, the adoptive daughter of the late king and sister to Belind.” Ariela’s eyes widened and she stood straighter, her eyes narrowing as she looked again at the blonde girl who eyed tits her back, blonde as if appraising her own worth, “You can’t be serious. The renegade?” she grinned then, turning her attention back to her General, “I was wrong, you’ve done well to capture her, where did you find her?” Atrin’s already flushed complex deepened in shade, “I er… Well.” “He found me at the Palace Gates, though I had to knock twice before anyone would pay me a lick of attention.” Came her voice, a slight smirk on her lips. Ariela flashed her General a look he couldn’t quite decipher, but one that he at least survived, before she turned her attention fully to the girl. “You must be some special kind of stupid to turn yourself over to pussy me,” Ariela said, plainly, a frown on her lips as she read the girl's body language, superior, prim, “What did you think you would achieve by coming here?” The girl shrugged plainly, glancing around, studying the room as if sizing it for new drapes, twirling a strand of her blonde hair in her fingers before turning her attention back to the Dark Queen, her expression and tone matching in condescension, as if speaking to a child. “To marry you, of course.” Atrin would forever cherish the expression that crossed Ariela’s face, a confused mix of shock and fury from the words and the manner in which she had spoken them, her mouth open, her eyes going wide then squinting, her brows furrowed, “Why… What would make you think I would want to marry someone like you?” Sophia let out an exasperated sigh as if she had already explained herself a thousand times and was repeating herself to a particularly dense servant, “Because we both get what we want. I get to be powerful and you get a royal on the throne next to you. And if you have a royal on the throne next to you then all your silly rebels might just be placated! You get your happy little Empire, I get to be at the top. Everyone wins.” Unlike Sophia, Atrin could see that despite Ariela’s seemingly cool demeanour she was seething on the inside, her emerald eyes practically shimmering with traces of her magic, which she at any given instant could so easily lash out at the uppity teen would be Princess with. “Atrin,” Ariela spoke calmly, her gaze settling on his, “Would publicly executing this tart help our cause at all?” Sophia’s mouth opened in shock but, snapping, Ariela whipped two fingers towards her, a bolt of emerald hitting the blonde in the chest. She took a step back, not from the impact but from surprise, her glare turning sour as she opened her mouth to speak. 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