Margaret

As you consider who to choose you think back to your conversation with your sister Kathryn. You figure this would be a prefect time to get away Margaret from her. Of course to add icing on the cake, trips across Kingdoms borders have always been perilous.... It was quite a leap of faith for Lord Richard to offer one of his family to be the guide. It could easily be that this family member never makes it back from the trip.

While he would be placing his step daughter in danger, it gives you the perfect chance to help out Kathryn.

You look over at Kathryn and give her a sly grin. She instantly knows what you are thinking and leans back in her chair in relief and gratitude. "Richard... if it's ok with you I think Margaret would work nicely on this journey..."

You hear a chair slide back and you look over and see Margaret already standing in rage, with Elizabeth looking downward beside her. "What?! Why me?! Pick anyone else at this table but why me you lit..."

Lord Richard quickly stands up and slams his hand on the table. The noise quickly draws your attention from Margaret and with a booming voice he shouts at her, "Hold your tongue Margaret! You will do as our future king asks or you will not have a seat at our table anymore! Understand?!"

Sara grumbles before replying in a defeated tone, "Fine..."

As you look back at Margaret you notice that Elizabeth's chair is pushed out, with her nowhere to be found.