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“I would have to agree… such things are definitely not suited for a future queen.” The voice was like silk and thunder made one… powerful yet smooth. It echoed off the high walls, as did the footsteps of steel tipped leather boots. A tall strongly built man stepped into the room with a certain divine elegance and stature. A halo of thorns was tattooed around his forehead which lead beneath his black hair finely trimmed not to hide any of his sharp and refined facial features. “The Dove would prove a better choice… peace… purity… love… these are what makes a princess… peace in action… purity in life… and love of nation.” He closed his eyes momentarily. “Good evening madams.” He said with a bow to Lillith and Ilanna “I am Lord Zakia high inquisitor and keeper of the peace within my humble land of Bel’Thras, his two female escorts following shortly behind him. “Might either of you direct me towards the kitchen… I believe dinner should be starting soon and I was told everything would be explained then.”