04-14-2016, 04:15 PM
I AM IRON AND I FORGE MYSELF
Well, she’s still Khaleesi. Lagertha hadn’t really expected it to go otherwise, but there were sure to be those who are unhappy with the way things turned out, and she wanted to give them a chance to voice their dissent. In the end, the youngest of them still believed she would continue to be a good Queen, and if the future of the Kingdom believed it, that was good enough for Lagertha.
The Sisters and children disperse, some heading towards the border, while others melt back into the untouched darkness, to take care of whatever it is they were doing before she called the meeting. Lagertha doesn’t pry into their lives, and manages to keep some part of hers under wraps as well. A thought catches in the back of her throat - did anyone know who Vidar’s father was? The boy himself had never pressed her on the matter, and she can’t recall ever telling Rhy or Sette. Her steady gaze finds the roan stallion and softens around the edges. This day had always loomed on the horizon; as inevitable as the rise and fall of the sun. Now it is here, and the mother part of her isn’t quite sure how to begin. So she lets the Queen take over. For now.
“Vidar?” she calls out to her son, gesturing with her head towards a path on the other side of the clearing. “Come, let’s walk.” She specifically chose a wider path, big enough for the them to walk side-by-side down to the water’s edge. It was a fair distance… they should have plenty of time. “So,” she begins once they are away from the others, “As your mother, I would tell you to go to your father’s home. As your Queen, though I may not be that for much longer, I might tell you differently. But first I want to hear if you’ve thought about where you would like to go. You are more than my son and an Amazonian ambassador. You have your own life, and I want you to live it.”
There are a few places that would be reluctant to welcome him with open arms; but if his wish was to go there, she would give him her blessing and send him on his way. Lagertha is confident he will be successful.
The Sisters and children disperse, some heading towards the border, while others melt back into the untouched darkness, to take care of whatever it is they were doing before she called the meeting. Lagertha doesn’t pry into their lives, and manages to keep some part of hers under wraps as well. A thought catches in the back of her throat - did anyone know who Vidar’s father was? The boy himself had never pressed her on the matter, and she can’t recall ever telling Rhy or Sette. Her steady gaze finds the roan stallion and softens around the edges. This day had always loomed on the horizon; as inevitable as the rise and fall of the sun. Now it is here, and the mother part of her isn’t quite sure how to begin. So she lets the Queen take over. For now.
“Vidar?” she calls out to her son, gesturing with her head towards a path on the other side of the clearing. “Come, let’s walk.” She specifically chose a wider path, big enough for the them to walk side-by-side down to the water’s edge. It was a fair distance… they should have plenty of time. “So,” she begins once they are away from the others, “As your mother, I would tell you to go to your father’s home. As your Queen, though I may not be that for much longer, I might tell you differently. But first I want to hear if you’ve thought about where you would like to go. You are more than my son and an Amazonian ambassador. You have your own life, and I want you to live it.”
There are a few places that would be reluctant to welcome him with open arms; but if his wish was to go there, she would give him her blessing and send him on his way. Lagertha is confident he will be successful.
Lagertha
Warrior Queen of the Amazons