"Well well well, if you want to involve Summer with this, then I'll give you a special deal. You two both have to resign from your respective courts and swear your allegiance to the Dark Elves... and you Rika, are to swear a magical oath to me." He told her as he moved over to his weapons, wondering what he should choose. He moved and made a nod to to a couple of the guards in order to draw up a nice circle, as well as remove the collar from her for now. Soon they would be useless, after all... in his court, they were to do as their King said. A duel, something all courts had in common, and that their own magic are deep rooted into. They would make their conditions clear, and then the magic would take the stage. He decided on two curved blades, as he stood across from Rika, waiting for her answer.
He enjoyed her conditions too, they would provide an easy excuse to make them his brides, after all... his laws required they be dark elves. Of course, he could easily get it passed that they could be his bride, but it would be easier not to have to punish more nobles, or really wipe more of the power out of his courts. It wasn't good if he was losing too many of the old blood in the Dark Elven world, but of course... that was what happened when you led a coup.
He enjoyed her conditions too, they would provide an easy excuse to make them his brides, after all... his laws required they be dark elves. Of course, he could easily get it passed that they could be his bride, but it would be easier not to have to punish more nobles, or really wipe more of the power out of his courts. It wasn't good if he was losing too many of the old blood in the Dark Elven world, but of course... that was what happened when you led a coup.