Dreamed Into Life

[Ravna]

Ravna steps forward. Just one step. Instantly, five of her men rush forward, putting themselves and their spears between her and this enemy. 

[Countess Elaina Moorwood]

"Very well she can stay!" I say sitting down and crossing my arms "give me your terms of surrender."

[Ravna]

Ravna bares her teeth. "We are not surrendering. You are outnumbered, surrounded, and cannot hope to last the seige we can bring upon you. For the sake of your people I will allow you to surrender. Do not squander this chance with petty games."

[Countess Elaina Moorwood]

An advisor steps up and whispers in my ear. I frown slightly "everyone out!" I command and the nobles wander out once the room is clear I look to Illianna "send your men away please.... So we can talk...." My voice trembles a little. My heart is filled with fear and my stomach is in nots. She's right we are surrounded. And they can  kill me! I can only hope for the best and try and be nice

[Ravna]

Ravna crosses her arms, her axe still at her side. "No."

[Illianna]

I place my hand on ravna shoulder "you have no right to make demands. State your terms."

[Countess Elaina Moorwood]

I take a breath. "What do you want from castel? Land crops ore? Or something more.... Primal?" I ask trying to stay calm, "we can offer land and crops trad agreements and I'm willing to turn a blind eye to any marriages that may or may not have been coursed. And I'll recognize your marriage and your child's right to the throne at majority"

[Ravna]

"You have lost the divine right to rule. I will have your kingdom. Now, not when you pass. In return, you will be granted exile instead of a slow, painful death."

[Countess Elaina Moorwood]

I rise gracefully and step off the dais and walk towards her. "Surely I can offer you something more...desirable." I purr moving my shall slightly to show my ample chest. I know I'm prettier than Illianna and a far better lay. I haven't come this far just to go back to being a minor noble women. I've been the kings mistress before I can be a queens too if it keeps me in statuse.

[Ravna]

"No."

Ravna doesn't even look twice at her. 

[Countess Elaina Moorwood]

I reach out to touch her face "I'm a far more skilled lover than the girl you've got. And I'm sure I can give you many children too." I murmur

[Illianna]

"Get your filthy hand off my wife." I growl

[Ravna]

Ravna slaps her hand away, spitting on her. "No. Last chance."

[Countess Elaina Moorwood]

"Very well" I say softly

[Illianna]

"Ravna" I murmur in rivers speak "we might have a use for her..... Eikbrounders eldest son is ambisus like his father a bride like her would keep him in check...."