Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20170106142830/@comment-28358106-20170415152004

As he approaches the gate guards, there is a hollow, electrical sound. Out of the corner of his eye, Jeiel has just enough time to see two large figures materialize out of the air. The breath is knocked out of him as he is tackled to the ground, Before he can protest, his arms are bound and a black hood is pulled over his head. That is the last thing he remembers.

When he wakes up, he can feel that he is in a chair, his hands bound behind him. The hood is pulled off his head.

He is in an old room, made entirely of stone, even the shelving. It's all clean, but old. Various books like the shelves, and in front of him is a small desk with a stack of papers on it. Behind it sits Adelaide, and close to her stands Kashvi. Flanking them are several members of the Night Watch. Jeiel can feel more presence behind him.

Adelaide has her hands folded in front of her, and is looking at him intensely. She is smiling, but there is no warmth behind it.

"Your Highness," she begins. "It was my understanding that you wanted to see me. The feeling, as you can see, was mutual.  I apologize if you were injured, but Kashvi is quite cross with you for having escaped from her holding area."

"My advice would be for you to stay until you are given permission to leave," she continues. "Until our business is concluded, we have much to discuss."