Godric was sitting on a wooden chair inside an Inn.Grabbing the tankard from the table, he gulped down a small portion of ale into his mouth. He took a hissed through his teeth as he slammed the tankard down. "By the saints, this ale is worse than the village pond!" He cursed as if the ale was the source of all his troubles."Arthur should have been married to my sister not you Elara." he muttered, shaking his head.In Godric’s opinion, if Maren was the one married to Arthur, it would be easy for him to be able to boast with pride that he sister was married to the new Head of the Brotherhood Guild. Maren might even convince Arthur to hire him, Godric at the Guild.He sighed. "Well," he grumbled, "let Elara ruin things as she always does. It is her true talent, after all."Godric knew Elara would sure ruin things between her and Arthur. Once she ruined things, Arthur will be free and Maren will pursue Arthur.Thinking about it, Godric smiled. His gaze then shifted to the small gall

At the Brotherhood Silver Hand Guild, Lady Philippa was holding a parchment. She let out another deep breath as her fingers trembled slightly as she folded the parchment. Then she nodded to the tall guard that was standing right beside her. "Take this to Lord Arthur immediately and tell him it is from his wife, Lady Elara." The guard nodded and bowed his head and took the page, turn and quickly head straight to Arthur's office. He knocked twice on the heavy wood door before Arthur's voice sounded. "Who is there?" Arthur's voice sounded from the inside. "My lord, it is a letter from your wife, Lady Elara." the guard replied quickly. Arthur frowned then set aside the ledger he was going through. He stood up and opened the door just enough to take the parchment from the guard. "Thank you," he muttered as he took the parchment and then dismissed the man with a nod before shutting the door close firmly. Unfolding the note, his eyes scanned the ink written on it. "I have fallen ba

Inside the Peckham family manor, Elars parents and the old lady of the Peckham was already gathered. Godric, Maren and their parent were the only not present. Inside the living room of the manor was very calm. From the look of things, it seems Elara and Keneric just came not long ago. Elara was sitting close to Kenric with his arms wrapped around her shoulder possessively. Instead of scolding their daughter for the scandal, Elara's mother walked in to the room with a tray of ale, and then setting a wine cup before Kenric with a smile on her face. "Ah, there you are, Master Kenric. Some ale to ease the evening, yeah?" Kenric nodded immediately. "Thanks.."Arthur who was standing by the doorway with Philippa at his side, could only roll his eyes at the disgusting display. His fists were even clenched tight and he opened his mouth to say something but Philippa's hand quickly tugged his arm, her head shaking just slightly for him not to.Arthur then shifted his eyes to Philippa hand o