Royal Flush

Ronin hadn't expected a warm welcome - and lo and behold, he didn't get one. Nibbling at the inside of his bottom lip and straightening up in his seat, he glanced between the two prickly women and seemed... well. Not to give one single fuck. "Actually," he said, quietly and calmly, "if we're going by what people really want - you know, those people whose lives you're currently discussing? - then I outnumber you by a great deal more than two." Realising Edrei didn't actually know what he was talking about, Ronin glanced her way. "Oh, there's been a rebellion brewing under your noses since Zariah became queen. Your lovely fellow monarch here was a part of it. Wanted to lead it, in fact." Honesty is the best policy and all that. "They held a vote, and put me forward. I wonder why Jigano thought I'd be a good addition to this party?" He raised his eyebrows at her. "Thing is, no one told me about it. So yes, Edrei, I was shitty with you because the head of your fucking family threatened my daughter's life and I'm pretty sure everything I say here and now is likely being fed back to Zariah somehow. It is what it is." Spreading his hands, he flopped back in his seat. "Bottom line is, we rule together - because I know I'm not ousting either of you two - or the rebellion comes, and they take you on. And they win. What's it going to be?" RONIN Darkness is a funny thing. It creeps up on you.