I've heard there was a secret chord
that David played and it pleased the Lord
but you don't really care for music do you?
He hated himself for not going after her.
He hated that she had been forced to sacrifice herself to save them all. More than anything he hated that there was nothing he could have done about it. He knew that much was true, though it pained him to admit it. The Chamber had brought everything short of a magician with them, and it was only through the grace of God that his kingdom hadn’t been burned completely to the ground. But that was just a hollow victory- in addition to losing their Mother Tree, they’d lost their Queen. She was worth more than any tree ever could be.
He is startled to find her scent on the breeze. He’d almost given up seeing her again, at least for now and definitely not here. The stallion fully expected there to be a fight to get her back, and for the moment they were in no position to offer such a thing. So it was a surprise that she was here, back in their home. Perhaps they had let her go- Straia, despite being the Queen who’d given the order to destroy, seemed to have some sort of conscience within her. A questionable one, but a conscience nonetheless. Or perhaps it was a trick from the Chamber- send the Queen in and annihilate the Gates members when they came to investigate. Whatever the case was he made his way to her, his steps light and quick. He hated how on guard he was, but that was a new habit he’d acquired since the raid. Watching and tense, always. Finally he spotted her, and his eyes softened slightly. She was alive, but their was a hollow look in her eyes that made his stomach clench. They hadn’t just stolen her from her home- they’d stolen her soul as well. The gray came to rest beside Camelia, his lips finding her shoulder by way of greeting. Of course he’d told her what had happened. He nodded to Magnus and Wichita by way of greeting before turning his attention fully to his former Queen. “Fi. I’m so sorry. Are you well?” He felt stupid even asking such a question, but he didn’t know what else to say. He wanted more than anything to apologize for failing her. For failing them all.
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