01-24-2020, 09:08 PM
O C E A N E
She decides then, as Lepis assesses the quiet sanctum around them, that this will be where she births her child. Surrounded by red sandstone, beside the beautiful and brackish waters, kept company by the fallen acacia and the mighty willow. Just her and her child and the wilderness.
As a point of fact, the thought of Castile at her side during the birth of their child draws cold panic into her stomach. Due to no fault of the Loessian King's, she cannot bear the idea of someone else waiting closely by to sweep up the frail, delicate, fragile, new body of her child and carry it away. She cannot hover too close to similarities that will remind her of Nau-Aib. Not yet.
Lepis and her kind smile pull Oceane away from the antagonism in her mind and back to their budding friendship ─ she is surprised, but pleasantly, when the blue and gold woman asks after her child. "I would love to," she responds without hesitation, the words accented by the excited smile at her lavender lips, "In fact, I might have begged you if you hadn't offered." Oceane giggles good-naturedly as she shifts her weight to direct her body toward their conversation now that her craving for prickly pear has been sated.
"I suspect I will have quite a bit of time on my own, considering the amount of work" ─ Castile ─ "the father dedicates himself to, and, to be honest, I'm a bit nervous of how well I will do ─"
She cuts herself off, smiles apologetically at Lepis. Fearing that she will make herself out to be a first-time mother, though that would be much less painful than the truth, Oceane lets the rest of her statement fade into silence before her painted companion picks up the conversation and moves it onto what should be more comfortable ground, but after a few minutes, definitely isn't. "I... hadn't even considered it," she says with another bout of laughter. Her molten amber eyes glimmer with amusement as she listens to Lepis' anecdote before shaking her head.
Had she felt more comfortable with her pregnancy, for more reasons than one, perhaps she would have shared Castile's involvement with Lepis. It appears not to matter, though ─ because for all her concern over Castile's title and her own ability to care for a child, it can't and doesn't stop her new companion from mentioning a... Consort?
And... dragons?
Taking far more than what is considered an appropriate amount of time to respond to Lepis, Oceane searches the pegasi's blue-grey eyes as she ransacks her memory for any mention of a woman named Sochi. A Consort named Sochi. With a family.
Castile's family.
She lets a quiet, shaky breath fall from her lips as she finally blinks away her wild-eyed expression. "D-dragons?" she asks, though now she supposes she already knows her King's secret ─ the one he had kept tucked close to his breast in an attempt to keep her from seeing him the way everyone else does ─ Oceane focuses her incredulity on it with the hopes that Lepis had not seen her falter at the name of a Consort she hadn't known to exist, due both to her own foolishness and willful blindness.
@[Lepis]
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As a point of fact, the thought of Castile at her side during the birth of their child draws cold panic into her stomach. Due to no fault of the Loessian King's, she cannot bear the idea of someone else waiting closely by to sweep up the frail, delicate, fragile, new body of her child and carry it away. She cannot hover too close to similarities that will remind her of Nau-Aib. Not yet.
Lepis and her kind smile pull Oceane away from the antagonism in her mind and back to their budding friendship ─ she is surprised, but pleasantly, when the blue and gold woman asks after her child. "I would love to," she responds without hesitation, the words accented by the excited smile at her lavender lips, "In fact, I might have begged you if you hadn't offered." Oceane giggles good-naturedly as she shifts her weight to direct her body toward their conversation now that her craving for prickly pear has been sated.
"I suspect I will have quite a bit of time on my own, considering the amount of work" ─ Castile ─ "the father dedicates himself to, and, to be honest, I'm a bit nervous of how well I will do ─"
She cuts herself off, smiles apologetically at Lepis. Fearing that she will make herself out to be a first-time mother, though that would be much less painful than the truth, Oceane lets the rest of her statement fade into silence before her painted companion picks up the conversation and moves it onto what should be more comfortable ground, but after a few minutes, definitely isn't. "I... hadn't even considered it," she says with another bout of laughter. Her molten amber eyes glimmer with amusement as she listens to Lepis' anecdote before shaking her head.
Had she felt more comfortable with her pregnancy, for more reasons than one, perhaps she would have shared Castile's involvement with Lepis. It appears not to matter, though ─ because for all her concern over Castile's title and her own ability to care for a child, it can't and doesn't stop her new companion from mentioning a... Consort?
And... dragons?
Taking far more than what is considered an appropriate amount of time to respond to Lepis, Oceane searches the pegasi's blue-grey eyes as she ransacks her memory for any mention of a woman named Sochi. A Consort named Sochi. With a family.
Castile's family.
She lets a quiet, shaky breath fall from her lips as she finally blinks away her wild-eyed expression. "D-dragons?" she asks, though now she supposes she already knows her King's secret ─ the one he had kept tucked close to his breast in an attempt to keep her from seeing him the way everyone else does ─ Oceane focuses her incredulity on it with the hopes that Lepis had not seen her falter at the name of a Consort she hadn't known to exist, due both to her own foolishness and willful blindness.
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i must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
and all i ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by
and all i ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by