Thread: Stranger things.....(Razgriz x Lady Bloody Ava)

Everyday since the knight had left upon his gorgeous stallion the princess had ears out for his arrival, hoping it would bring great news. He she, though isolated as she was, felt the tension mounting in the walls. After the talk with her mother, she had a feeling that something big was going to happen. Her father hand not left her a flower the past few nights and that was never a good sign. He was busy and distracted and set off a whole chain reaction within the walls of his own home. Little did anyone know that the elven emissary that so many adored lay lifeless in a pool of his own blood. King Otho had hardly slept these few day, which felt like months at this point. His temper had gotten the better of him on the occasion and he tried desperately to keep it under control. At one point he had even managed to snap at his wife. He thanked the heavens soon afterwards that she was an understanding woman who held no grudges and only saw the best in people, and nearly beat himself to death, mentally, after that horrid moment when he realized he needed to get his act together. He took his place upon the throne, where his beloved wife awaited him, always at his side. A small group of his best soldiers were call forth with the council in witness. Several of the head nobles arguing across the room. Damn Humans! I told you we should not have bothered trying a truce! I do not know who is a fault for Degon going missing, or even if he is missing to begin with you old fart! The silver haired even woman dawned in her green robes as she jabbed her staff and pointed it across the room. Degon was no fool, he would not keep us waiting, you hagraven! Enough!! King Sylvari's voice boomed throughout the room, demanding attention and the cease of all arguments. To Whiterun Bridge. We know not what has happened to Sir Degon and will have an answer soon . Do not keep me waiting any longer than necessary. That should go without saying. He dare not lay out his assumption o the table of the nobles would erupt into their own debates once more. He sent his best. If Degon was, the heavens forbid, taken out. He would think upon the worst case scenario for now. The knights bent on knee before their High Elf and his Queen until they were dismissed. With great haste the armor clad elves collected their horses and any further weapons and were on their way to the destination. Nothing along the pathway taken had hinted at a struggle of any sort. With a keen eye one of the knights had caught sight Degon's horse and a few got on foot to look for his master and when nothing was found they proceeded and when they neared the bridge the sight that greeted them was none too pleasing. Several drew their swords and approached with caution. One slim knight hopped off the back of her auburn mare and approached the scene with a gasp as she knelt at Degon's side. Taking her helmet off out of respect and allowing her hazel eyes to look upon the horrid sight. Gloved fingers closed the emissary's pale eyes as she uttered a few words while her companions shook with anger and kept their conduct in line. What have you done!? The leading knight roared. Chest puffing out as he took massively deep breaths to keep him from slaying the humans here they stood. You know what this means... One elven knight spoke to another as her lifted the visor of his helmet. War. Another spoke. The female knight laid Degon upon his back. The worst had been thought of and a long cloth had been brought and a few straps of rope. They would not leave their brother to die in the presence of a human. He died doing his duty and would be given the burial he deserved. The would look forward to meeting them on the battlefield to avenge their friend.