good at goodbyes
Solitude had gradually become a familiarity within her new life on Tephra. Stuck within it’s boarders, her duty as a mother had tied her to the never-ending fields of volcanic rock and tepid water ways. Everything was different, even the grass’ taste was unfamiliar upon her taste buds. Soot and ash clung to every surface and she felt as though even her once vibrant coat had been tainted by atmosphere. She missed the fresh humidity of Ischia.
Wandering a short distance away from her preferred cave, she kept one ear locked on the sound of her twins at play. Joyfully they bounded just beyond her line of sight, chasing whatever insect had caught their eye. They had been born within the shadow of the volcano, knowing nothing but the harsh landscape they were surrounded by. To them, their world was magical, but Mosrael couldn’t help but imagine them at play within the tropical expanse of Ischia.
The lazy pace of her walk is interrupted by the sound of two unfamiliar voices. Curious, and trusting that her girls wouldn’t wander too far out of reach, Mosrael angled herself towards the sound. Hidden by the partially charred stumps of trees she spotted two young horses wrapped in a reunion. Both horses bore an uncanny resemblance to Klaudius and – Krone? The two individuals were nearly gray with the male sporting green points that contrasted against his sister’s purple. The dainty filly bore a nearly identical shade of lavender as Kove. Dainty and lithe, their parentage was not a question in her mind. She remembered the two foals as they had been before their unexpected exile.
A lump rose up in Mosrael’s throat. She had so many lingering questions and her confusion only grew the longer she remained at Klaudius’ side. As her time there grew longer, she felt in her heart that it would be all too easy for her to move past his flaws and to surrender herself completely to him. Desperately she wanted to believe that he would be true to her, that she could trust him with her heart. Yet, she hesitated.
The sight of his children filled her vision. They stood as the only remaining proof of Krone’s reign. The two hardly seemed to realize that they no longer bore the title of prince and princess. However, if the rumors could be believed, Krone had birthed another set of twins before her untimely death. Of course, the details were sparse, and no one had yet laid eyes upon the foals and Durotan had disappeared shortly after Krone had -. Mosrael sensed that Klaudius knew more than he let on.
Secrets. Always more secrets.
@[Kromium~Karat]