User blog comment:SCORNFUL1/Audience With A Vampire: Ask Armata De'Sange/@comment-28358106-20171226071958/@comment-26288702-20171226225627

He raises an eyebrow out of curiosity and shifts his gaze to Imperia. The Vampiress can feel him staring at her. Her muscles tense and she nervously looks over her shoulder, doing her best not to show any signs of nervousness.

"Miss.Altovadus? Does Lady Adelaide speak truth? Is there something I need to know?" Armata stares down his advisor, slowly taking a sip from his goblet.

"Oh, uh, well nothing I'd say you 'NEED' to know. Nothing that would concern you, nor pertain to the current situation. Lady Adelaide obviously has matters of urgency and weight to discuss with you, and what I'd have say wouldn't add anything of interest to you... my Lord." Imperia chuckles nervously, hopeing her lengthy explanation will play to Armata's lack of interest in matters that have nothing of value to politics or business.

"Hmph, very well. If it isn't related or important, than I care not." He downs what's left in his goblet. Imperia exhales, relieved that she didn't need to bare her soul just yet.

"Back to present matters." Armata returns his attention to Adelaide and gestures her to come closer. Any guards that stand on the stairs to Armata's throne, vacate. They travel down the stairs, their armor "clanking" and "tacking" as they go step by step, until Adelaide has no obstructions and clear straight shot to Armata. A servant pours Armata another goblet full of wine, and dismisses themself.

"I would invest in well disciplined personal guard if I was you, my Lady. A creature as enchanting and prepossessing as you, deserve only the best. I'd hate to see this world lose such a fine specimen of woman due to inadequate protection." Armata leaves his throne, and grabs his goblet by it's brim.

"But, you did not come here to listen to me praise your beauty or charming personality. Though I'm sure you enjoy it. Alas we have business to discuss based upon your words previous. So, let us retreat to someplace more appropriate for discussion. Someplace with more chairs." Armata gestures around the room, highlighting that there is in fact, no chairs other than his throne.