09-11-2018, 01:07 PM
To be honest, Amorette has been dreading this moment. Not per say to come and meet Tephra’s new king, but having to accept and face that Warrick is gone. Her heart aches for her former king and best friend, and it hurts her to imagine a life without him. She misses his presence, their playful bickering and peaceful companionship. But what hurts most is the knowledge that something must have happen.
Warrick wouldn’t just leave Tephra. Of that much Amore is sure. However, it does not change anything about the fact that Tangerine had been forced to answer Kromium’s challenge, which left to a win by default.
Still, the ebony woman does not know what to think of it. Her first reaction hadn’t been the very best, unable to not feel wronged and betrayed. So many more options, but Kromium had chosen the most drastic one, and has yet to prove his worth. But, Amore would have to admit that he showed courage, in trying to lead Tephra, when nobody else stood up. Only time could tell if it would be a success.
She comes, settling among other Tephrans, as her dark gaze is up ahead. For a moment she eyes the metallic and green king, and when her gaze lands on Magnus standing next to him, her gaze softens. She wants to settle next to her father, and decides against it, though she would have if Magnus had been standing among them. Amorette listens quietly, expression neutral. A new age, but would it be a better one too?
His intentions seem right, even though his actions had been drastic. The young king names an experienced general, Amore has faith that her father will not disappoint in his role. He has lead Tephra before, as had Lucrezia, and the ebony woman can only hope that Kromium would value their opinion and advice, both only want the very best for Tephra, of that Amorette is sure.
What surprises her, however, is that his attention lands on her next. Her ebony and golden head lifts, her eyes holding his gaze for a moment, wondering where this might lead to. She had been Warrick’s right hand, and she hadn’t yet official re-introduced herself to Kromium. Guess that time was now. “I’m Amorette,” she simply says with a light nod of her head. Nothing more, nothing less, as she does not want to paint herself as more than she is. After all, she just is Amorette, habitant of Tephra and in service of the land and it’s residents.
Warrick wouldn’t just leave Tephra. Of that much Amore is sure. However, it does not change anything about the fact that Tangerine had been forced to answer Kromium’s challenge, which left to a win by default.
Still, the ebony woman does not know what to think of it. Her first reaction hadn’t been the very best, unable to not feel wronged and betrayed. So many more options, but Kromium had chosen the most drastic one, and has yet to prove his worth. But, Amore would have to admit that he showed courage, in trying to lead Tephra, when nobody else stood up. Only time could tell if it would be a success.
She comes, settling among other Tephrans, as her dark gaze is up ahead. For a moment she eyes the metallic and green king, and when her gaze lands on Magnus standing next to him, her gaze softens. She wants to settle next to her father, and decides against it, though she would have if Magnus had been standing among them. Amorette listens quietly, expression neutral. A new age, but would it be a better one too?
His intentions seem right, even though his actions had been drastic. The young king names an experienced general, Amore has faith that her father will not disappoint in his role. He has lead Tephra before, as had Lucrezia, and the ebony woman can only hope that Kromium would value their opinion and advice, both only want the very best for Tephra, of that Amorette is sure.
What surprises her, however, is that his attention lands on her next. Her ebony and golden head lifts, her eyes holding his gaze for a moment, wondering where this might lead to. She had been Warrick’s right hand, and she hadn’t yet official re-introduced herself to Kromium. Guess that time was now. “I’m Amorette,” she simply says with a light nod of her head. Nothing more, nothing less, as she does not want to paint herself as more than she is. After all, she just is Amorette, habitant of Tephra and in service of the land and it’s residents.