09-13-2016, 08:45 PM
It is his touch that makes her whole body shake; not out of fear, but something she had not expect from a stranger. Lucrezia has never felt any hatred towards touching others. It just had never been anything she did openly to others except with Kreios and Tarnished. She has always kept herself back from others she did not feel comfortable with (and when she did feel comfortable with another, she allowed herself to let them in her presence). This time though, from a stranger, she does allow it.
She welcomes the king gesture; the physical assurance she needs desperately right now. It was not as if he threw his whole self at her. It was just a gentle touch on her shoulder. Lucrezia allows herself to settle down quickly, taking control back of her body to not shake anymore. She gives him a warm smile. “Thank you, Romek.” It was all she could say to him.
Lucrezia watches as he becomes more alert at the mention of the Deserts. Her right ear then turns towards him as he speaks and mentions the Deserts as well. “I did live in the Deserts, but that wasn’t my birthplace.” The picture of the Chamber starts to be painted into her mind. She can feel the eeriness of it creeping into her mind. “I was born in the Chamber and came to live in the Deserts when my father was king.” It was a long ago history, but it was the reason she came to the sandy kingdom. “I was in the ranks as well. I was in the diplomat caste.” She smiles at the thought of that. It brought good memories for her.
“However, I don’t remember ever seeing you there.” Her eyes narrow a little, staring at him for a moment as she tries to remember. It only last for a second, her curious and strange face she makes at him. She laughs when he mentions he is more sand than water. “Who were your parents?” She thinks maybe she might have heard of them, or maybe knew them. The Deserts thought had been home for many – it was possible she did.
She listens to him, regarding what he says for a moment as they speak about something she loves more than anything. “It was a difficult time,” she says softly, “I wasn’t there when it went under though. I was far away from Beqanna when it all happened.” She regrets it even more that she wasn’t there to help her home and friends. “I did find a happiness there; a happiness I don’t know I’ll ever find again.”
“That’s good news,” she says with a smile, forced because she is still thinking about the Deserts and not being there when there was a war and flood. However, she frowns at his last words. She didn’t like the idea of something going wrong again—losing everything all over. “I guess it feels like it could go all wrong again. But, maybe, if we try our best and learn from where we did wrong that it won’t this time.” It sounded nice, but it was far indeed something hard to grasp onto and do.
She welcomes the king gesture; the physical assurance she needs desperately right now. It was not as if he threw his whole self at her. It was just a gentle touch on her shoulder. Lucrezia allows herself to settle down quickly, taking control back of her body to not shake anymore. She gives him a warm smile. “Thank you, Romek.” It was all she could say to him.
Lucrezia watches as he becomes more alert at the mention of the Deserts. Her right ear then turns towards him as he speaks and mentions the Deserts as well. “I did live in the Deserts, but that wasn’t my birthplace.” The picture of the Chamber starts to be painted into her mind. She can feel the eeriness of it creeping into her mind. “I was born in the Chamber and came to live in the Deserts when my father was king.” It was a long ago history, but it was the reason she came to the sandy kingdom. “I was in the ranks as well. I was in the diplomat caste.” She smiles at the thought of that. It brought good memories for her.
“However, I don’t remember ever seeing you there.” Her eyes narrow a little, staring at him for a moment as she tries to remember. It only last for a second, her curious and strange face she makes at him. She laughs when he mentions he is more sand than water. “Who were your parents?” She thinks maybe she might have heard of them, or maybe knew them. The Deserts thought had been home for many – it was possible she did.
She listens to him, regarding what he says for a moment as they speak about something she loves more than anything. “It was a difficult time,” she says softly, “I wasn’t there when it went under though. I was far away from Beqanna when it all happened.” She regrets it even more that she wasn’t there to help her home and friends. “I did find a happiness there; a happiness I don’t know I’ll ever find again.”
“That’s good news,” she says with a smile, forced because she is still thinking about the Deserts and not being there when there was a war and flood. However, she frowns at his last words. She didn’t like the idea of something going wrong again—losing everything all over. “I guess it feels like it could go all wrong again. But, maybe, if we try our best and learn from where we did wrong that it won’t this time.” It sounded nice, but it was far indeed something hard to grasp onto and do.
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