The reaction she pulls from the bay is expected. They had never been on good terms, even though he was the cause of everything wrong in her life. They could have grown up here on the island, had a home, safety. Their parents could still be alive... They should have had everything, but he had stood against her mothers rule and now that his own grasp had faded from Ischia, he was willing to make claims about her. All the while offering support for a child of his own that had yet to carve her name in the history of their world besides being a spawn of himself. This winged mare was no more suited for a crown than he thought she was.
Earth rattles and water roils as he speaks down at her, but she was sick of running because someone told her she wasn't enough. That they had to yet again leave because she was told to. She was done running. Maybe if her family had chose to stay, all he speaks of would have happened, but she doubts it. She is not of his blood and he favors his own over the others, like any proud parent would. So he could not blame her for downfalls he too is faulted of doing.
She listens while he rants, and when he has finished, words do not have time to surface before the winged bay evaporates into the humid air. Lavender whips slash against her silver hide in obvious agitation. Krom is near her but she does not notice the irritation he too holds for the situation. His deep voice whispers for her attention and she gives it briefly. Her focus is leaning towards the crown and those bickering over it as Krom pries for information. Snapping her head towards him she releases the fury that has built up inside, "I am taking back what was ours by any means possible." She had hoped that would quiet him but again he is beckoning for her to answer him, "It's nothing Krom. I am fine. Just leave it alone!"
Her lavender body then steps from her twins side and towards the others. She regards the roan pegasus, a possible contender for her throne. She examines the mare from a distance, finding that the overo didn't look too big of a threat. But then the roan turns to Ivar with curiosity to an arrangement and she is quick to interject, "Ivar and I have already come to an agreement." Her eyes harden and flicker to him before returning to the mare, "But we would love to offer you a position here, that is if you'd like to represent Ischia as a diplomat of sorts. Right Ivar?" A play thing of sorts she thinks but does not say. If anything the pegasus could be a valuable asset. "Ivar has agreed to be Ischias Champion, I -Her Keeper... and well you Carwyn, you could be -Her Heart." She smiles at the mare before looking to her brother, "Even Krom could be Her Protector... If he wished to be part of Ischia again." She would not deny her brother a position here. It had been taken from him too, but she knows in the back of her mind that her admittance here -of an alliance behind his back- may bring bile to rise in his throat. "What do you say to that Carwyn?"
The boiling temper inside her had simmered upon the dismissal of the winged bay. There was history between them that would remain sour. But, it would not taint the remainder of their meeting any further...
@[Ivar] @[Carwyn] If i need to edit anything just PM/DM me
For clarity purposes the ranks she is proposing are as follows;
Her Champion- Champion of Ischia and protector of Her Keeper(or owner lol, minor details)
Her Keeper- Current leader of Ischia
Her Heart- Represents Ischias' core values
Her Protector- Protects the land and her people