forget stardust - you are iron

[Librette]

As a child you would wait, and watch from far away. But you always knew you'd be the one to work while they all play. The mare who is the center of everyone's attention speaks again, and Librette wonders if she recognizes a kindred spirit. She could be this girl, if she were only much younger and far more spotted. She would have been this girl, all those many years ago when they first approached her, when Glenora told her about the Forsaken Valley, when she first came to live in the place that she calls home (and loves deeply). She wouldn't have known how to handle a crowd like this back then, and really, she still doesn't know how to do it well. She tolerates it, simply because kingdom meetings are a thing that must be done when you are queen, but she's not very good at it. The girl's fire intrigues her, and she's happy to hear confirmation that the girl did indeed cause it. Fire manipulation in virtually any controlled form is a good thing to have on your side. But she knows the way these things work, at least well enough to know that everyone will get a chance to speak in turn. Pharaon is first, talking about the jungle (tattoos, the chestnut girl reminds herself) and being generally terribly concerned about being helpful. As though they don't all know what is going on here. As though they don't know exactly what Dorne is looking for help with. Horses don't just wander into the field, especially not the ones that smell of smoke and Beqanna with just a hint of Deserts. Talulah speaks next, and Librette can't possibly imagine why she's so happy to have a foal. Librette herself is about the opposite of maternal. She's had three children in her lifetime, one of whom turned out deranged, killing the second one. The third one is kicking around somewhere, minding her own business and generally being the poster child for stability. Basically, don't let Librette raise your kids. It's just not going to end well. At least Talulah doesn't dance around the point of the thing. They do all know why they're here, after all. And once the metal-mare has spoken, Librette knows that the circle comes back around to her. "The Valley has a horse with a similar trait as well." she speaks, watching the girl's reaction. "But really, I wouldn't pick a home on that." It is not a dig at Talulah, more a quiet musing, almost as though she's thinking aloud. "I chose the Valley a long time ago, and no other place could ever be home." her voice is serious now. Her unremarkable brown eyes meet Dorne's gaze. "Maybe it could be the same for you." Don't weep for me LIBRETTE Because this will be the labor of my love. Image copyright FFFiiiAA