Thread: Taming the Gypsy Trade (Valanaer)

Saren had made his way back to the castle rather quickly after requisitioning some entertainment for the night. He had to inform his father of the event that would take place. Of course when he had told his father what he had arranged it wasn't exactly a cheerful conversation, the king hated the idea of having company so suddenly, nonetheless Saren was all smiles and in the end he got exactly what he wanted, permission for them to perform and subsequently permission for the Elven beauty to come as well. For such a performance all of his family had to be in attendance though including both of his parents and Kilel. Kilel would no doubt find it to be a bother but now that his father had given the okay it didn't matter, it would happen. So Saren went to his room to wait for the company of dancers to arrive, happy thoughts going through his head. He often enjoyed such luxuries being wealthy, having groups and famed minstrels coming to perform in front of the court, but rarely did he find himself such a gem. There was no doubt the woman's Elven side was part of the attraction, their kind rarely visited cities and even more seldom made contact with humans. Eluch'l seemed to be forced to, it was no doubt she was a slave or something of the sort, after her attitude and the way the gypsy seemed so thrilled when he asked for her personally, that usually meant expensive goods. It was sort of disgusting honestly, such a beautiful creature being the property of dirty despicable gypsies, but it would soon be rectified as long as she was as he figured her to be, different. They would see tonight, see how she reacted to him, if she would easily crumble like all the other women did so quickly, or if she would be more of a challenge. Whatever the case it was already a promising evening. Saren simply lazed around in his room for most of the day, he had gone out and engaged in some sword play with the knights but other than that it was uneventful. He found himself playing around with a flute and at one point simply staring out at all of the lands under his families control. It was a vast expanse of land, all the way from the large river in the north to the sea to the south was under the control of the Niordan family. They were decent rulers, his father was a man of honor and respect and thus far had a peaceful reign. His brother was of similar mind to his father, peace and prosperity being the only things on his mind. Saren on the other hand knew that it wouldn't last, he could see the signs, outlying villages being slaughtered by other kingdoms and a new force rising that while nobody had seen was making far too much noise to be ignored long. That was where he as second in line would be involved. If war broke out he would be dispatched with the troops, and a greater honor he could never imagine. For now though he was happy enjoying the life he had, beautiful women and absolutely no daily worries. He snapped out of his thought when a knock came from his door and a meek voice spoke from behind it, Sir, the gypsy party has arrived, and is being led to the hall, your presence has been requested. Saren walked to the door and opened it with a smile to see one of his favorite maids, a nice girl by the name of Juliet, not one Saren had been with, too quiet and plain for his taste, but nice. Thank you, I will be along shortly. With that the girl bowed and scurried off, leaving Saren to head down the halls on his own. He arrived at the main hall and watched as the troupe came dancing in, all of them looking rather thrilled to be performing for himself and his family tonight. His eyes focused in on Eluch'l though, her attire most pleasing to the eye and as she had earlier she sparkled above the rest of the women in attendance. And that one is mine. He said nudging his brother who shot him a glare, quickly realizing exactly why Saren had set the entire thing up. The true show and feast would begin soon though and Kilel had to pay attention, he couldn't reprimand Saren in front of an audience. Not that Saren was worried, he already had a plan, let the troupe perform, have a bit of fun and then make sure that Marcus and him came to an agreement afterwards. Not only for the tribal dagger he had asked for but also for the gem of a woman he had his eye on. Saren gave Eluch'l a small wave with a smirk on his face as his father stood up from his seat, a royal start to the evening. Thank you for coming. My son Saren has told me you have quite a performance for us and I am looking forward to it. He stopped for a moment and looked at Eluch'l, his eyes looking over to Saren accusingly before he turned back towards the girls with a hearty smile, Now, whenever you wish, please begin! he shouted with a bit of showmanship. Saren simply leaned back in his seat and kept him eyes glued on Eluch'l, ready to see what she could do, not caring if his entire family saw right through it.