04-27-2018, 11:38 AM
(This post was last modified: 04-27-2018, 12:31 PM by Modicum Mortem.)
Her ranting continues on. Ischia has more citizens, he will get his, blah blah blah. He doesn’t have time to listen (nor does he have the time to care). His corrupted army was growing - slowly, but certainly coming along with poking and prodding - he didn’t need validation from a child.
“Did I threaten them?” He questions her without looking. “Did I attack them or did I even use a harsh tone? No. They have nothing to fight me for, save for the fact they don’t favor me. Politics, child, is all a game of wit. I didn’t give them any reason to attack me. Not yet.” He snickers, turning to face her again. “Your hero Brennen won’t attack without cause too, and by the time he’s given a reason, I’ll have the people I need. Loess will have the people they need.”
He is rolling his eyes now as she continues, tired of this girl and her dramatics. “You sacrificed your kingdom, gave it to him. And when he had it in his grasps, he made a deal with me. And he gave me you as an offering, don’t you know that Lepis? You’re nothing more to him than currency.” His words are biting, as he grows increasingly annoyed. He doesn’t even know why he’s appeasing her with a reply in the first place - she didn’t understand. She couldn’t. Her privileged background gave her no reason too.
Modicum Mortem’s chest feels tight - the need for his rage to be quelled burns inside him. If she was smart, she’d see the fire inside his eyes just yearning to get out and stop bothering him before it did...
@[Lepis] rushed phone post, sorry for any weirdness!
“Did I threaten them?” He questions her without looking. “Did I attack them or did I even use a harsh tone? No. They have nothing to fight me for, save for the fact they don’t favor me. Politics, child, is all a game of wit. I didn’t give them any reason to attack me. Not yet.” He snickers, turning to face her again. “Your hero Brennen won’t attack without cause too, and by the time he’s given a reason, I’ll have the people I need. Loess will have the people they need.”
He is rolling his eyes now as she continues, tired of this girl and her dramatics. “You sacrificed your kingdom, gave it to him. And when he had it in his grasps, he made a deal with me. And he gave me you as an offering, don’t you know that Lepis? You’re nothing more to him than currency.” His words are biting, as he grows increasingly annoyed. He doesn’t even know why he’s appeasing her with a reply in the first place - she didn’t understand. She couldn’t. Her privileged background gave her no reason too.
Modicum Mortem’s chest feels tight - the need for his rage to be quelled burns inside him. If she was smart, she’d see the fire inside his eyes just yearning to get out and stop bothering him before it did...
@[Lepis] rushed phone post, sorry for any weirdness!
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