04-03-2017, 08:49 PM
The Chamber was a thorn within her side. She had preferred to leave the old world behind, with all of its history and memories it held. Lucrezia wanted nothing of her past to do with her. However, she must not forget that the old world can never be completely gone as much as she wishes that could happen.
And she is reminded of that today.
He laughs at her like she is an unintellectual being living in her own bubble world, but she is not. Lucrezia grimaces at this stranger before her. He founds it amusing it seems. She would have laughed too but Lucrezia will not be taken for a fool, not when she is leading Tephra and all those that live within here. Despite his pleasure in this moment, she bites her tongue and allows him to speak.
Of course, he speaks of a history she does not know about. She had only been briefly here when the world had torn her home into a massive flood. Then the Mountain had come and destroyed the very world she had known it to be. That’s when she had found Magnus, and from there everything fell into place.
“Interesting. Magnus has never mentioned him before. I only knew of Offspring and Eight,” she comments when he is finished. Her grimace earlier had faded into a simple expression across her lips now. “I never knew about that part,” she confesses because it was true, “I was not around when that war happened. I should have been because my home, the Deserts, was in danger and I did not save it.” It pains her sometimes to think she could have been there but her life within that world was over, and she was here now. “I think I would have liked Kildare.” Much more than she liked her family ruling the Chamber. “I grew up in the Chamber when my father, Rodrik, ruled and then my sister took over. I suppose it serves her right to be taken off the throne just like she took my father off,” she laughs softly. Her laugh loosens her muscles, allowing her to fall into a more relaxed stance around the bay stallion now.
She wonders why the notion of knowing that Straia got what she deserved both felt right and wrong. Truthfully, Lucrezia loved her sister still. She would have done anything despite all her sister’s lies and broken promises. Her simple hatred for her sister was built on childhood memories and stubborn thoughts. Above all, she knew they were family and always would be no matter what events separated them in the very end.
Nymphetamine answers her next question easily. It is similar to the rule she had played in the sandy kingdom, but not nearly as much as he did. She served here a little now as Head of Peace, but at last she had been crowned the kingdom shortly after her promotion. “Obviously you are well suited for your chosen path,” She laughs, teasing him a little, “A diplomat and a war veteran in one is hard to come across.” It was ever rare to find someone so willing to play both parts, but this stallion was no stranger to the ways of kingdom. In fact, she knew nothing else beyond the simplicity of a kingdom-driven life. She was shaped and groomed to fill all roles in any angles no matter what came her way.
“No,” she says honestly and quickly. Lucrezia could not and would not judge his character so quickly. He may have past, as she did too, and should not hold him up for what belongs in the former world of Beqanna. “I just do not trust those who were like my father or sister. Tephra deserves the upmost in every way. In order to thrive the threats must be eliminated.” She speaks from the heart because it is all she can do now; all she has promised to do from the day she came to Tephra. “If even Magnus could trust you then I suppose I can too in time.” She smiles at easily this time.
And she is reminded of that today.
He laughs at her like she is an unintellectual being living in her own bubble world, but she is not. Lucrezia grimaces at this stranger before her. He founds it amusing it seems. She would have laughed too but Lucrezia will not be taken for a fool, not when she is leading Tephra and all those that live within here. Despite his pleasure in this moment, she bites her tongue and allows him to speak.
Of course, he speaks of a history she does not know about. She had only been briefly here when the world had torn her home into a massive flood. Then the Mountain had come and destroyed the very world she had known it to be. That’s when she had found Magnus, and from there everything fell into place.
“Interesting. Magnus has never mentioned him before. I only knew of Offspring and Eight,” she comments when he is finished. Her grimace earlier had faded into a simple expression across her lips now. “I never knew about that part,” she confesses because it was true, “I was not around when that war happened. I should have been because my home, the Deserts, was in danger and I did not save it.” It pains her sometimes to think she could have been there but her life within that world was over, and she was here now. “I think I would have liked Kildare.” Much more than she liked her family ruling the Chamber. “I grew up in the Chamber when my father, Rodrik, ruled and then my sister took over. I suppose it serves her right to be taken off the throne just like she took my father off,” she laughs softly. Her laugh loosens her muscles, allowing her to fall into a more relaxed stance around the bay stallion now.
She wonders why the notion of knowing that Straia got what she deserved both felt right and wrong. Truthfully, Lucrezia loved her sister still. She would have done anything despite all her sister’s lies and broken promises. Her simple hatred for her sister was built on childhood memories and stubborn thoughts. Above all, she knew they were family and always would be no matter what events separated them in the very end.
Nymphetamine answers her next question easily. It is similar to the rule she had played in the sandy kingdom, but not nearly as much as he did. She served here a little now as Head of Peace, but at last she had been crowned the kingdom shortly after her promotion. “Obviously you are well suited for your chosen path,” She laughs, teasing him a little, “A diplomat and a war veteran in one is hard to come across.” It was ever rare to find someone so willing to play both parts, but this stallion was no stranger to the ways of kingdom. In fact, she knew nothing else beyond the simplicity of a kingdom-driven life. She was shaped and groomed to fill all roles in any angles no matter what came her way.
“No,” she says honestly and quickly. Lucrezia could not and would not judge his character so quickly. He may have past, as she did too, and should not hold him up for what belongs in the former world of Beqanna. “I just do not trust those who were like my father or sister. Tephra deserves the upmost in every way. In order to thrive the threats must be eliminated.” She speaks from the heart because it is all she can do now; all she has promised to do from the day she came to Tephra. “If even Magnus could trust you then I suppose I can too in time.” She smiles at easily this time.
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