Post by elvenimp on Sept 28, 2011 16:48:55 GMT -5
Seeing the crowned prince, or rather the new king, Niamh bowed as was the custom and nodded at his acceptance of her being there. She hadn't expected him to be down here so quickly, though obviously that was whe he should be going. Grieving could wait till later when there was a murderer in the vicinity. "I have a keen eye when it cmes to traitors, sire." She responded to his complement, taking in his appearance as she allowed her anger to slightly color her tone.
He was as handsome as he was sharp, his calm demeanor flowing into the servants and most of the others around him. He really was suited to be a leader of some kind, Niamh just wondered if this was the best time for him to shine. He had large shoes to fill really. Looking around, she saw Vin come in and speak to the crowned prince, in her mind she still couldn't call him king until it was official.
Her deep blue eyes fell upon the servant that had served the drinks and the warrior prince had near killed. That was the best place to start after all. If he truly knew nothing then Niamh would be surprised. There had to be someone in the kitchen who had either done it or helped, that or the kitchen staff wasn't nearly as thorough with their food and drink as they should be. Eyes narrowing, she walked towards the man. "Might, I have permission to finish where the warrior prince left off. I promise not to be as rough." she questioned the crowned prince, her posture formal and her words true. "Unless he proves to be responsible of course." she added, with a light smirk.
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