It had been a few days since the meeting- and a few days since the two left. Their scents gone from the forest.. @Wren and @Elijah, she narrowed her fire-lit gaze on the thought of them slipping in the dead of night together.. But could the King really blame them? The religious that held the Deorwine's for so long continued on, as even the simple acceptance of a white man was needed approval from the rest. Even then, a slim chance was given, and a disapproval glare to herself.

But she stuck her neck out for them, that was one thing for sure. To progress what was the religious rights of Kingslend she had no choice but to push herself to front lines to gain what she so wants; power, control, the lands around..

And in the end, they left. While there was no extreme grudge toward the two, she vowed if they were ever to return to the lands, Célnes personally would see to their punishment.

Surely the rest noticed as well.. The King walked through the forest, a hum to her silence.