[open] lost in the woods; any

[Dracarys]

DRACARYS

I have never been nothing. I am the blood of a dragon.

She tries to not allow herself to think of what could have been. Truthfully, she had found them to always be full of false promises. Dracarys never wanted to fill her head with such wishful thinking. However, she could never help herself to think of what if her father had taken the crown from her grandfather.

What would her life be like then?

Would she still have her parents? Would her mother still be with them?

What about Erio?

Erio, she thinks suddenly. She had forgotten about him almost. Her little baby brother—a disgrace her mother had thought of him. Erio was perfect to her though. Even if he had been born a little small and awkward, Dracarys knew he could have been someone strong, someone like her even. She didn’t have to be the only perfect child her mother thought she had.

No. It was for the best, she decides silently.

It was meant to be this way.

Her blue ear flickers curiously, waiting quietly to hear what Lepis has to say. There was more for Dracarys out there surely. She was in the perfect place to find herself to excel. Her ability and skill were untested for, but Dracarys was determined to make a path for herself more than ever now. It was not by chance she came to meet Lepis after all—she was determined herself in many ways.

The smile on her blue lips curls up a little at her comment. Yes, everyone wanted more but not everyone was so willing to go the extra mile for it. However, she isn’t certain what to make about the schemes her grandfather is wanting to achieve. The war, she remembers being told about, between Tephra and Loess had occurred because of him. What had the war achieve though? She knows little of his success, perhaps simply because her father had always criticized Castile’s leadership. Then again, all this time her grandfather had kept the crown, and her father faded away into the forest.

Focusing back on Lepis, who is waiting with a raised brow, she holds her gaze steadily. “What sort of chaos?” Anyone can stir up chaos but what did her grandfather really want. “I might be able to, but maybe you can tell me what he wants to achieve. What are his intentions?” She asks curiously with a flick of her white-silver tail.

@[Lepis]