The House of Blackthorn's Vendetta

Isabella startled awake at the sound of knocking at their chamber doors. Thier night together had been long and intimate, Casmir flung out of thier bed, grappling his robe on as he reached for the doors.

"I apologise for distrubing you both so early, your majesty." His adviser bowed his head low.

"What is it?" Casmir's sleepy voice, sharpened with annoyed.

"Your majesty, there has been quite the commotion reagrding the noblewomen you had detained last night." The adviser got straight to the point, feeling Casmir's green eyes on him. "Her family has been asking for her release and numerous rummors have began circulating on the exact reason of her detainment, causing wide spread unrest amongst the noblehouses."

Casmir sighed heavily, meeting eyes with Isabella who now sat upright in bed, sheets covering her torso. "Well then, have a bath drawn and we will deal with her soon."