To the throne room...

You head down the spiraling stone staircase that leads to your chambers from the throne room... As you reach the bottom you see your Knight-Captain, Sir Roland, waiting for you. "Good morning my lady" he says as he bows. A dirty blonde man in his late twenties, Sir Roland was a commoner who had risen greatly in status in a short amount of time. From a humble beginning as the son of a baker to a simple guard all the way to being knighted by your father before his passing, he had shown nothing but loyalty to your family. His skill in combat was unquestionably good as his championship wins of numerous tournaments testified. His silver steel armour, emblazoned with the silver hawk of Kadara, was covered in small nicks and scratches, each from the blow of an opponents blade, rather it be from his time as a contestant in your honour or from leading your troops in true combat... You smile at him as he rises... "Hello Sir Roland" you say greeting him. He smiles warmly at you in kind before responding. "I trust your night was well my lady?" He asks you. You nod and thank him for asking. He motions for you to walk with him.

While walking he brings up your schedule for the day... "The lord Larks has requested your presence in the throne room today for holding court. Of course the time it is held is up to you, but it must be done today" He tells you as you continue walking. You nod in understanding amd he continues speaking, "Of course, if my lady wishes, we could hold it now.... Or we could spend some time doing as your lady pleases... It is up to you."