05-08-2018, 01:26 AM
kagerus
and in my dreams I've kissed your lips a thousand times
Though I'm adjusting well to the weight of the crown, it is still an adjustment. It's not like I have any more duties than before; I was giving my utmost for Hyaline then, and I will continue to now. But with it's placement upon my skull comes this kind of weight of being watched and judged for my every action - and yet, few people know of my crowning yet. None, in fact. Solace is planning on calling a kingdom meeting very soon - this week I hope - and then Hyaline shall know. But the rest of the world...
Well, it seems that those people would be coming to me today.
(She wonders if I have a soul, and I wonder the same of her: how could she fault me for warning the mother of the child who was to be sent to the other kingdom without supervision that there was a demon about?)
"You're trespassing, Hestia," I call as I descend upon onyx wings to land next to the pregnant monarch. The wings are an addition today, but they are keeping me warm against the harsh chill of winter more than they are helping me fly - but upon spotting the black hag smashing Hyaline's ice for a drink of her icy waters, they'd come in handy for more than just a blanket. Settling them comfortably against my sides, I close the distance between us, expecting the worst. The hardness of my nutmeg eyes speaks that much, at least.
Pulling up in front of her, I wait. It is not my place to begin this conversation, besides to tell her that she walks where she has not been invited to. As a Queen of this land, it is not my place to grovel for forgiveness when in truth there should be an agreement reached between us both. But she has forsaken our scentlines, and so I deign not to begin to process - instead pinning the mare down with a piercing stare, waiting as the warm air billows around my nose for her to explain herself.
I had been a broken wreck of a not-mother when last she'd been on these grounds. Today, I am so much more - and hopefully, she will see that, and not be angry - but willing to come to peace about the event that occurred between us last fall.
Well, it seems that those people would be coming to me today.
(She wonders if I have a soul, and I wonder the same of her: how could she fault me for warning the mother of the child who was to be sent to the other kingdom without supervision that there was a demon about?)
"You're trespassing, Hestia," I call as I descend upon onyx wings to land next to the pregnant monarch. The wings are an addition today, but they are keeping me warm against the harsh chill of winter more than they are helping me fly - but upon spotting the black hag smashing Hyaline's ice for a drink of her icy waters, they'd come in handy for more than just a blanket. Settling them comfortably against my sides, I close the distance between us, expecting the worst. The hardness of my nutmeg eyes speaks that much, at least.
Pulling up in front of her, I wait. It is not my place to begin this conversation, besides to tell her that she walks where she has not been invited to. As a Queen of this land, it is not my place to grovel for forgiveness when in truth there should be an agreement reached between us both. But she has forsaken our scentlines, and so I deign not to begin to process - instead pinning the mare down with a piercing stare, waiting as the warm air billows around my nose for her to explain herself.
I had been a broken wreck of a not-mother when last she'd been on these grounds. Today, I am so much more - and hopefully, she will see that, and not be angry - but willing to come to peace about the event that occurred between us last fall.
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