03-16-2019, 10:05 PM
She notes how a leader shouldn't appear weak, a belief that was instilled in her by her father, regardless of her desires for it. Leilan was quick state his opinion was different, and then he mentions her father. Her head tilts ever so slightly, a fuse that blew at the mention of him.
She thinks of Arthas from time to time, especially when she is around Leilan, but she never expected him to openly mention her father. She forces herself back to the conversation and simply nods her head. He is allowed to have his opinion and she would not try to sway him.
She offers to him one last chancs to clear his mind, but he declines it. She simply shrugs, the offer had expired and her brief moment of sympathy has passed.
A moment of silence filled the air until Leilan had once again brought up her father. This time it was a direct question, inquiring if she liked her father. A grin pulled at her lips and she forced a menicing laugh to remain hidden.
I should ask you about him, it seems you two knew each other..well enough you visited his grave. Her eyes narrow in on the roan, her burning question finally in the open. He died when I was young, but we didn't get along. We had different views on how to live life, and more importantly the bastard didn't crown his own flesh and blood the heir to Sylva. She shrugs at her last words, she still found the crown though it came with a bit more work.
@[Leilan]
She thinks of Arthas from time to time, especially when she is around Leilan, but she never expected him to openly mention her father. She forces herself back to the conversation and simply nods her head. He is allowed to have his opinion and she would not try to sway him.
She offers to him one last chancs to clear his mind, but he declines it. She simply shrugs, the offer had expired and her brief moment of sympathy has passed.
A moment of silence filled the air until Leilan had once again brought up her father. This time it was a direct question, inquiring if she liked her father. A grin pulled at her lips and she forced a menicing laugh to remain hidden.
I should ask you about him, it seems you two knew each other..well enough you visited his grave. Her eyes narrow in on the roan, her burning question finally in the open. He died when I was young, but we didn't get along. We had different views on how to live life, and more importantly the bastard didn't crown his own flesh and blood the heir to Sylva. She shrugs at her last words, she still found the crown though it came with a bit more work.
@[Leilan]
