Grimoire of the Rift (IC)

[Morithias]

As he contemplates the breakfast, the princess, and his fellow nobles, Danil wonders vaugely what he's supposed to be doing here. His mind correlates hints and hopes, producing vast chimeras of thought that he knows probably aren't true. His mind snags on the odd remarks of the noble. Perhaps the princess's rule is not as stable as it appears?

Stop! You can worry about that later, right now try not to make a doofus of yourself. You've got to find out what happens next!

He refocuses on the dialog around him, listening for any clue as to the rest of the day's plans.

"So who do you think is going to win in the fight between Sir Zachery Smith and Leila?"

"Definitely Leila. She's the Princess's bodyguard for a reason."

"Yeah, but didn't she use to command the gold unit? Why did she leave that position?"

"Well that's cause of that sister of hers...The Crescent Dragon. We've had months of peace since she took command of the guards. No orc is brave enough to fight her."

"Why isn't she fighting in the tournament?"

"She's too violent. Loves to fight that woman, I'd hate to think of what would happen if she turned on the crown, a lot of the knights look up to her."