Approach the King.

As you watch Lexie leave the castle you continue to look around the room. Eventually you see the King of the Sicilian Syndicate standing with a group of guards, as well as four different Sicilian woman all ranging from his age to probably fresh adulthood. You walk up to him, knowing he is the reason this celebration is being thrown "Hello Sir!" you let out.

"Darien!" he coughs loudly three times before taking another drink of his ale "You'll have to excuse me...I'm not feeling the greatest..." he mumbles out as his four women surrounding him are slowly massaging different parts of his body.

"When you get a moment, I'd love to talk." you say "Discuss plans...location...armies. You know, the whole situation."

"Of cou.." he coughs hard again, mucus splattering to the ground "Of course...but for now." his hand wraps around the waist of one of his maidens "You enjoy your night...I need to leave." he orders. "Too old to enjoy these gatherings..." One of his maidens takes a rag out of their pouch, wiping his forehead, washing the sweat away from his brow.

"My lord...let's go rest!" she pleads

The King just nods at his maiden "Sure." he slightly smirks as he stares into her enormous triple G chest "Take care of me..." he grumbles as his arm wraps around her waist. It felt weird. The King, who organized this entire gathering just to celebrate you, seemed to not even care about you. He was going to pass out with his four women around his arms. He was going to enjoy the biggest tits you've ever seen... "Annoying..." you grumble out, not loud enough for anyone to hear. "He doesn't even give a shit about me...it doesn't even seem like he gives a shit about the Syndicate..." you murmur once more.

As the King walks through a backdoor into the darkness with his four maidens, you stay in the room, not doing much. You aren't one to civilize with royalty, you're actually quite bored as you've never been in this type of society before. You continue to walk around the room, randomly getting greeted by many other Sicilian lords and ladies. Many of the non-married ladies were trying to throw themselves at you, holding your arm, kissing your cheek, holding you close. You had nothing of it. You knew the ladies of the Syndicate you could count on and those ladies currently were Lexie and Ashe. Anyone else...you just didn't care for. Plus, at the end of the night you could go home to Lexie. Cuddle with her and enjoy her warm body wrapped in yours. You smiled thinking of that situation and couldn't wait for the night to end...that is...until you saw Ashe standing in the distance, her body like a statue side by side a certain archer that you were a little jealous of...