04-24-2015, 05:13 PM
Yael is a fair soul; she give second chances and sometimes even thirds (for most - some will never get them, but those have done her family personal harm), she is willing to see the good where others might see the bad, and she is understanding of mortal nature.
She understands why Scorch is upset; she has lost someone she thought she could count on, someone she might have been growing to love like a daughter. She might even have revealed secrets to Camrynn that are sensitive, secrets she would not have otherwise revealed. Scorch feels betrayed. However, given the recent revelations in the Kingdom meeting, the little golden mare thinks her anger-cum-disappointment might be for a different reason than what she states. However, Scorch does not know the transparency with which Camrynn began her reign. She does not know that they are divided on how to deal with such treachery from an ally.
The Ambassador in Yael wants to smooth things over; the ex-Queen and proud Desert woman wants to turn into a dragon and light the fiery woman up with her own tattoos.
So before anyone else can jump in, Yael starts to intervene, playing the part with a practiced ease. She steps forward again, smiling ever so faintly. “T’ank you for your support, Romek. Xe ees right, you know -” she turns her head towards Scorch - “And ze xole keengdom feels zat vay. T’ey xaf been chosen by ze Desert mageec as ze most apt and able candeedates. T’ey xaf our full support. I understand vhy you ahr upset, Scorch... but deed you not send Camrynn xere yourself? Vhat deed you t’ink vould xappen? Zat I could not see t’rough eet? Do you not conseeder eet a betrayal to our alliance zat you vanted to send somoene xoo vas loyal to you first, and us second?” Her voice rises slightly, but there is no tension in her body. She has no need to posture herself, to try and make herself bigger. The next bit is addressed primarily to the Amazonian Queen, but also partly to Rhy (she feels sorry for her fellow Ambassador, caught up in the middle of this), for losing the alliance would have some implications for both sides. “So now I vill ask you vhat your proposal ees for seester keengdoms. Make eet good. And fair. For I t’ink I need not remind you t’at ze Desert now xas two mageecians and ve are as ekally strong… I do not vant to see our relationsheep fall apart, but eef you cannot accept anyt’ing else, t’en eet vill be on your xead, not ours.”
There is as much a threat in Yael’s speech as there was in Scorch’s, and perhaps a rare display of the likes that no one but Van and Noct have ever seen. She briefly wonders if she overstepped the boundaries of Ambassador, if she was stepping on Camrynn’s and Pevensie’s toes with that whole little thing… but then she thinks that a show of support is exactly what the two of them needed. Not that they couldn’t stand up for themselves, but instead let the first diplomatic foray set the tone for the rest of B’kanna: the Desert is behind their new Queens one hundred and ten percent.
They are Yael-approved. To insult them is to insult her magic and her mental skills, which simply will not do.
Also, Yael doesn’t fidget in public.
She understands why Scorch is upset; she has lost someone she thought she could count on, someone she might have been growing to love like a daughter. She might even have revealed secrets to Camrynn that are sensitive, secrets she would not have otherwise revealed. Scorch feels betrayed. However, given the recent revelations in the Kingdom meeting, the little golden mare thinks her anger-cum-disappointment might be for a different reason than what she states. However, Scorch does not know the transparency with which Camrynn began her reign. She does not know that they are divided on how to deal with such treachery from an ally.
The Ambassador in Yael wants to smooth things over; the ex-Queen and proud Desert woman wants to turn into a dragon and light the fiery woman up with her own tattoos.
So before anyone else can jump in, Yael starts to intervene, playing the part with a practiced ease. She steps forward again, smiling ever so faintly. “T’ank you for your support, Romek. Xe ees right, you know -” she turns her head towards Scorch - “And ze xole keengdom feels zat vay. T’ey xaf been chosen by ze Desert mageec as ze most apt and able candeedates. T’ey xaf our full support. I understand vhy you ahr upset, Scorch... but deed you not send Camrynn xere yourself? Vhat deed you t’ink vould xappen? Zat I could not see t’rough eet? Do you not conseeder eet a betrayal to our alliance zat you vanted to send somoene xoo vas loyal to you first, and us second?” Her voice rises slightly, but there is no tension in her body. She has no need to posture herself, to try and make herself bigger. The next bit is addressed primarily to the Amazonian Queen, but also partly to Rhy (she feels sorry for her fellow Ambassador, caught up in the middle of this), for losing the alliance would have some implications for both sides. “So now I vill ask you vhat your proposal ees for seester keengdoms. Make eet good. And fair. For I t’ink I need not remind you t’at ze Desert now xas two mageecians and ve are as ekally strong… I do not vant to see our relationsheep fall apart, but eef you cannot accept anyt’ing else, t’en eet vill be on your xead, not ours.”
There is as much a threat in Yael’s speech as there was in Scorch’s, and perhaps a rare display of the likes that no one but Van and Noct have ever seen. She briefly wonders if she overstepped the boundaries of Ambassador, if she was stepping on Camrynn’s and Pevensie’s toes with that whole little thing… but then she thinks that a show of support is exactly what the two of them needed. Not that they couldn’t stand up for themselves, but instead let the first diplomatic foray set the tone for the rest of B’kanna: the Desert is behind their new Queens one hundred and ten percent.
They are Yael-approved. To insult them is to insult her magic and her mental skills, which simply will not do.
Also, Yael doesn’t fidget in public.
Yael, guardian of the desert