11-10-2016, 02:56 PM
"Perhaps that's what happens when they choose themselves rather than being chosen." She replies mildly.
Djinni had tagged along when the small band was already en route to the oceanside, so she had been absent for the ascension of the queen and her two hands. Still, it had not been difficult to piece together enough information to know that Naga had fashioned herself queen, and then chosen a former general - and perhaps a former queen, Djinni has not had a chance to pry for more information about Lgaertha - and a former...something to assist her.
Since the fallout over the proposed spiritual caste, Djinni has seen nothing of any of the three mares. Perhaps they are too embarrassed to show their faces anymore, though at least Lagertha had the brains to oppose the most ludicrous suggestions. She knows that the rest of the new Beqanna has fallen equally still, a side effect of great change that any scholar of history could have easily predicted.
Nayl says that such silence shouldn't be tolerated, and while Djinni is in agreement, she's not one to be the first to propose change. Let others do that; she has been thinking these things since the moment the plans for the new sisterhood were made clear. The grullo mare follows the other's gaze up the mountain, her ears flicking as she nods her head in understanding.
She glances around them for a brief moment and then asks, clearly conspiratorial: And what secrets do you have to hide?"
Djinni had tagged along when the small band was already en route to the oceanside, so she had been absent for the ascension of the queen and her two hands. Still, it had not been difficult to piece together enough information to know that Naga had fashioned herself queen, and then chosen a former general - and perhaps a former queen, Djinni has not had a chance to pry for more information about Lgaertha - and a former...something to assist her.
Since the fallout over the proposed spiritual caste, Djinni has seen nothing of any of the three mares. Perhaps they are too embarrassed to show their faces anymore, though at least Lagertha had the brains to oppose the most ludicrous suggestions. She knows that the rest of the new Beqanna has fallen equally still, a side effect of great change that any scholar of history could have easily predicted.
Nayl says that such silence shouldn't be tolerated, and while Djinni is in agreement, she's not one to be the first to propose change. Let others do that; she has been thinking these things since the moment the plans for the new sisterhood were made clear. The grullo mare follows the other's gaze up the mountain, her ears flicking as she nods her head in understanding.
She glances around them for a brief moment and then asks, clearly conspiratorial: And what secrets do you have to hide?"
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