Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20170919032125/@comment-26517142-20170920000931

"You do not understand." Ywain grips at her own skirt. "This task.... will require you."

Jeiel suddenly bars himself in front of Ywain, his voice relaxed and in command. "Excuse me Ma'am..... you're one of the Knightess', correct?" Jeiel looks reflectively at her eyes that flashed in a heterochromatic display. "What.... sort of problem do you need her for?"

"Ah... King of Oz."

The Knightess' behind her kneel, but Ywain does not. "I am sorry that we had not noticed you here.  It had not been long since... we have answered the Horn of Durin. All of us Knightess' have convened... except for two. Antoinette St. Lamora.. and Ojo St. Randuin."

"Waitasecond -  OJO?!"

"Your wife, I believe." Ywain glares at him offensively. "I understand.. she is now committed to you, as St. Lamora is to her newfound love... but then if I cannot get her say, then.... I wish to speak to the man whom she is bound to." She looks at Jeiel. "And you as well."

The Knightess' eyes travel... right toward Ibrahim.