The howls and screeches of the harpies flyin above the Citadel echoed around Trina as she stood on her balcony looking down over the courtyard. So, Marcia had arisen the Marshes. The little brat was getting too powerful and would have to be dealt with. Surely the girl wouldn't get powerful enough to arise the highlands. She narrowed her eyes as a screech carried on the wind. Trianna had recently returned but she seemed.. different. She was not afraid of a betrayal but she would watch her carefully.. and this Aidan. His army had arrive she would have to be careful of him. Turning she walked back into the Citadel and towards her throne. So they wanted to play in the Marshes did they? She lifted her hand and clenched it, opening the locks within the temples and allowng the creatures out. A twisted smile appeared on her features. ..*

Let the games begin