Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20181211225019/@comment-25808351-20181227200620

(BT) Imperia lets out a sigh and takes the freshly poured glass of wine. She swirls the wine in the glass, aerating it, before taking a sip. “Thank you Jorge, but you needn’t apologize. It is not your fault. It’s my fault for being the advisor of Lord Armata himself. Everyone wants to get into the inner circle, everyone wants power, everyone wants to be an essential cog. What better then way marry the second most powerful authority here?”

“If I am to pick a suitor, they mustn’t be driven by the need to gain power. Just give a good, loving man.” Imperia’s ranting seems almost as if she is talking out loud. Rambling her frustrations and desires.

“By the way, you look handsome tonight. Though your wears seem a bit, tight. Did you ever think about visiting our tailor?”