Some time ago, in Herakleion
- He is every bit Roberto's equal. He's got a reputation as a champion of all things mystical, and has plans to protect our city from would-be invaders. He's dedicated, and would made a handsome king.
- For once, I agree with Coral. And don't forget: He already bridges our world and the human's. He could help us develop far more than any warrior magi
- I hear you all. But I promised both myself and Roberto that I would wait for him. What queen would I be if I didn't kept my word? Especially to one who fought for us time and again, without asking for any reward. What message would this send, to our people and our allies? - My queen, with all due respect, you can't cling to the past. Despite Lord Roberto's prowess, he's made his wishes clear, in deed if not in word. Is he any closer to marrying you now than he was before? I think not.
- That's the word, cousin. You're a queen now. You can't elope like some lovestruck commoner. Keep Roberto on the side if you wish, but you need to send a clear message to the people.
- You're all blinded by the merinita's charms and gifts, and are not being fair to Roberto. He never said he wouldn't marry our queen, and we know we can count on him if need be. Would the pretender make a good king? Maybe, and maybe not. But doesn't Roberto also deserve a chance? Our queen is right, she can't be seen as fickle or weak.
One thing leads to another, and thus, one of the last warm days of 1245, a fish is found, bearing in its mouth a message for Roberto of Flambeau, magus of Andorra. From there, it swiftly makes its way to the mage.
(Message to come, I need to check my books for a name)