[gremlin]

Judith went to one of her side tables and took out a two candles from the drawers. She went back to the window and set the two candles by it. One at one end, the other of course at the other end. She lit them allowing the window to glow. Judith brought herself away from her window and went to her bed, before she sat on it she checked her door assuring herself that it was locked. If her father knew what she was doing then he would certainly be mad. Judith sat on her bed, she took out a few more candles from her side table and lit them bringing more light into the room. She let out a nervous sigh and she began to play with her hair to occupy herself. She wondered if the little dragon could convince Rhyldrin to follow him, she wondered if the little dragon would even be able to find him.

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Bryon ignored the whispers behind him as he brought the queen to his room. He opened the door and held it open for her. "You first," he insisted, he smiled warmly at her. When she entered he followed her then shut the door behind him. Bryon wandered to a rather luxurious chair and brought it to sit in front of his desk. He usually made his guest stand unless they were royalty, unless they had some importance. Once the queen was seated he went around the desk to his own seat and sat down finally.

He looked up at her, his eyes met hers and he would not look away as they spoke. "Please forgive me for taking so long to reach out to you," he breathed out a sigh. "Though you came to me before I went to you, I'm sorry." his smile became weak, Bryon sat in his chair properly. His shoulders back and head high, he seemed very formal. "I wish to end this war. There is no reason to continue it, unless of course you don't agree to end it. Though that isn't the case here." he cleared his throat, he felt a little awkward talking to her really. It was strange to have his so called enemy's queen sitting across from him. It seemed that his father's death had caused more problems than he had thought. He should have known better.