Sila: What?
Alad: We’re supposed to introduce each other, remember?
Sila: I remember. I just never agreed to do this. You have fun with that, but I’ve got other things to do. Like keeping her-brilliance-the-princess-our-humble-saviour-and-oh-so-amazing-at-everything’s arse out of trouble.
Alad: If you don’t help I’m not busting you out of trouble the next time you do something to piss off the Guardian.
Sila: Fine. This is Alad. He likes to be a smart-ass-know-it-all-goody-two-shoes. He’s been fighting for the Kaardrivaal since he was 14, and he’s ok with a sword. But I can still beat him.
Alad: You’ve beat me twice, and you got lucky both times. And you know I’m much better than ‘ok’ with a sword.
Sila: Whatever. And he’s got a thing for her-amazing-highness the princess.
Alad: I don’t. Stop making up crap. And stop being a bitch.
This is Sila. She’s obviously got issues, as you can tell…
Sila: Shut up.
Alad: … She’s cousin to Princess Danshian, and isn’t too happy about it. She thinks she’s more capable than everyone else, and would prefer to do things her way because she’s convinced that no one else can do anything right.
Sila: I’m out of here.
Alad: Now she’s gone, I don’t mind saying I like Sila. She’s a good person, she’s just afraid of getting close to people. Her parents were murdered when she was four. I feel sorry for her, really.
Anyway, thanks for coming round. Catch you all later.

