Intentions
“Your highness,” Jasper greeted, noting the guards surrounding the table were mostly Ryhulian. He eyed their weapons for the briefest of moments, calculating just how quickly they would be able to take his head if he made a misstep. “Thank you for coming. I know I mentioned both the Vidar and Baltierra families sharing a meal the last time we spoke, but I hope you won’t be too disappointed to eat with only me tonight.” // @maria-baltierra​













