StilettoSnake
Lady Lasmure, queen of her parent's joint kingdom of Nightsoar, has enough difficulty keeping her secrets to herself and trying to be a good ruler. The war between the two neighboring largest kingdoms changes that. Now, she has to protect her secret, herself and her country in a foreign land.
[First few chapters under construction.]
His teeth pressed together, his robes swaying with his shifting weight. A hand at his side clenched and unclenched sporadically before fixing the hair at his brow. He swallowed his pride, his throat moving at the action, and bowed lowly at the waist.
"Lady Lasmure of Nightsoar, we implore you as a friend and ally to help Us in Our fight against Rosacrae."
"We regret that we cannot accept your request, for Nightsoar has been at peace for three generations, and we would like for another three if at all possible. We apologize that your journey here has been for nought. I wish you victory in the war."