"I've disappointed you?" the atmosphere fell from cheery to tense, Aceline, Scott, Sharon had no say in the matter. Staring one another, a King and Queen, Aceline tried to break the would-be fight, however, a touch on the shoulder by Scott told everything. A matter that concerned royalty.
"I didn't mean it in spite," returned Staxius with a calmer tone, "-it's just…" pausing to find the words, "-it's just that the Gallienne I know, the one who decided to embrace unity – would not resort to violence that quickly."
"I see," she nodded in agreement, "-dear Staxius," she smiled, "-you've misunderstood what the goal is."
"Do tell," intrigued, he waited.
"Figure it out," she stared with a smile, "-war isn't my object."
