05-11-2015, 06:08 PM
so you wanna play with magic?
So few of them answer, and she keeps her face carefully neutral. She does not like the way their interest ebbs, the way things seem to be slipping away, the way the thriving activity is starting to grind to a terrible, slow, and inevitable crawl.
But that's a question for a later time. Right now, the question that faces them is what to do with the Amazons. And despite sincere appearances to the contrary, Camrynn is actually neutral on the subject. She has no doubt that Scorch hates her, through and through, terribly and truly. And Camrynn has no doubt that she deserves it; that is one of the beauties of the black queen's mind, she can know that and be entirely untroubled by it, because it means nothing to her, and it means nothing to her kingdom. Scorch is apparently willing to put aside any bad blood between the two of them in favor of the alliance.
Kreios speaks his peace, and she nods to him. His words are wise, if a little misguided – technically, she'd betrayed the Amazons so as to avoid the Amazons betraying the Deserts – but if Kreios has no problem with them trying to rig a crown competition, Camrynn can't fault him for that logic. Someone in the world has to be truly forgiving.
Yael and Zilpah are next, and Camrynn makes note of the girl. She's inherited her mother's reasoning skills, and Camrynn wonders if she'd be a potential ambassador once Yael decides to move on. Not that Camrynn is eager for that to happen; she's come to quite like the golden magician, and she doesn't relish the day that Yael decides the Deserts can do without her. Nodding to the pair of them, she accepts their decision as well.
And when silence falls, she regards the lot of them.
"It looks like alliance it is." she says, her voice neutral, glancing to Pevensie to give the other mare a chance to correct, to interrupt, to decline. "Thank you all for your counsels, they are appreciated." She pauses for a moment. "And that will always be true. At any time, if you have anything to say, any suggestions to make, we are always happy to listen."
"Additionally, all the efforts that you all have made should not go unrewarded. Kreios, for your devotion to the kingdom in the Field and in steals, you will have the rank of Sergeant. Zilpah, for your actions in the field and in the kingdom's borders, you will have the rank of Counselor."
She looks around at the assembled horses. "You will make your own destiny here in the Deserts. Be active within the kingdom, steal, challenge, recruit, and you will be rewarded." She looks at each of them in turn. "Oh, and keep on the lookout for kingdom activities. I think we'll do some exercises soon."
And with that, she looks to Pevensie, letting her co-queen add anything that she may want to include, and letting her be the one to end the meeting, if she wants it to end here.
But that's a question for a later time. Right now, the question that faces them is what to do with the Amazons. And despite sincere appearances to the contrary, Camrynn is actually neutral on the subject. She has no doubt that Scorch hates her, through and through, terribly and truly. And Camrynn has no doubt that she deserves it; that is one of the beauties of the black queen's mind, she can know that and be entirely untroubled by it, because it means nothing to her, and it means nothing to her kingdom. Scorch is apparently willing to put aside any bad blood between the two of them in favor of the alliance.
Kreios speaks his peace, and she nods to him. His words are wise, if a little misguided – technically, she'd betrayed the Amazons so as to avoid the Amazons betraying the Deserts – but if Kreios has no problem with them trying to rig a crown competition, Camrynn can't fault him for that logic. Someone in the world has to be truly forgiving.
Yael and Zilpah are next, and Camrynn makes note of the girl. She's inherited her mother's reasoning skills, and Camrynn wonders if she'd be a potential ambassador once Yael decides to move on. Not that Camrynn is eager for that to happen; she's come to quite like the golden magician, and she doesn't relish the day that Yael decides the Deserts can do without her. Nodding to the pair of them, she accepts their decision as well.
And when silence falls, she regards the lot of them.
"It looks like alliance it is." she says, her voice neutral, glancing to Pevensie to give the other mare a chance to correct, to interrupt, to decline. "Thank you all for your counsels, they are appreciated." She pauses for a moment. "And that will always be true. At any time, if you have anything to say, any suggestions to make, we are always happy to listen."
"Additionally, all the efforts that you all have made should not go unrewarded. Kreios, for your devotion to the kingdom in the Field and in steals, you will have the rank of Sergeant. Zilpah, for your actions in the field and in the kingdom's borders, you will have the rank of Counselor."
She looks around at the assembled horses. "You will make your own destiny here in the Deserts. Be active within the kingdom, steal, challenge, recruit, and you will be rewarded." She looks at each of them in turn. "Oh, and keep on the lookout for kingdom activities. I think we'll do some exercises soon."
And with that, she looks to Pevensie, letting her co-queen add anything that she may want to include, and letting her be the one to end the meeting, if she wants it to end here.
CAMRYNN
co-queen of the deserts, magical, mother of badassery