~Year 994
The King of Gavaria rides for the military encampment of the Gavarian Army just beyond the borders of Ardenurve.
-The Royal Archives, History of Vallarta
The High King walked into his quarters, taking a deep breath in to calm himself as the royal advisor shut the door behind him.
"Lord Rina's words anger you." The royal advisor stated as he watched the High King sit in a meditative position on his bed.
"I wish it were that easy, by the East I wish what I feel is anger, at least then I would know how to deal with it...but this? "
"His words do not anger me, he speaks only the truth without fear or consideration for my status and I respect him for this and at the very same time,"
"His very presence unsettles me in ways I do not understand. His cold disposition, his unfeeling attitude, his blunt manner of speech,"
