05-26-2020, 02:16 PM
Eurwen
the secret of walking on water
is knowing where the rocks lie
is knowing where the rocks lie
They’re about finished up by the time a third body joins them, his heavy weight on the stony floors of Pangea no stranger to the spotted mare; in fact that is how she recognizes him at first, long before he arrives. He immediately starts about them plotting, assuming things left and right, and he receives a stony glare from her - not that he’d notice, she realizes just after the fact, and she smoothes her face. Her tail moves behind her impatiently - this was never about them being or doing anything against Neverwhere, and the fact that he assumes it is, irritates her. That they knew Nev wouldn’t like it doesn’t mean the mare wouldn’t agree with it if presented with their opinions - the dappled mare was smart enough to draw her own conclusions about their situation, and Ghaul certainly didn’t need to babysit.
The facts are, she had received a huge hit, and maybe that had suited Ghaul himself, or even Pangea, as it made them look like an easy picking - but it hadn’t suited the kingdom, nor its residents. They needed the three lands to act more as one entity instead of three, whether that was with Neverwhere being the one steering, giving orders, or making sure the workers did their job - a captain was nowhere without their first mate and quartermaster, in fact nowhere without a crew. The support of Northerners either carried or broke a crown. Apparently Pangea worked differently, Ghaul sitting almost literally on top of it all just now, and the two kingdoms don’t seem to understand one another all that well. Yet.
She ignores most of Ghauls threats then, as she doesn’t honestly know what she could or should tell him - nothing would change his mind and most of what she can think of would make it worse. ”I’ll talk to Nev, if I can find her, and then the others, see what they want. It’s time we stuck our heads together anyway.” she tells Lillli. And honestly, there is nothing more to say. Ghaul talks about games, and she lets him. Lilli answers and Eurwen doesn’t feel inclined to respond beyond that. Honestly, she could do without any of it.
Wasn’t he getting bored yet? Same target over and over? Or perhaps that’s why he helps one day and reaps the other - just to see how they respond. Her dark gaze finally finds the male’s body, assessing him - it’s like she’s facing a child, she thinks, one with teeth and no manners, who is incredibly bored.
”I assume your being here indicates she is home safely? Or did you give up?” she asks Ghaul then. If Nev isn’t home, then perhaps his usefulness is expiring, and if Lilli indeed made a deal, it becomes questionable if he delivered, pending the wording of their agreement. ”Speaking of games, your player two is in need of some more sustenance. You might want to see to it before you end up with no player at all.” she indicates to Lilli’s shape, clearly sticks and bones, only plump from carrying a child. She wouldn’t survive nursing in this state, Wen believes. She loves the chestnut mare, but harsh words like these might shake her up a little - hopefully she’ll realize she needs to act! - where soft ones don’t. She can only remotely hope to prompt Ghaul to make sure his “property”, however temporary it might be, didn’t go dying on him, but can’t be sure if it works.
For now, that is all she can do. She’d hoped to let things die out, become boring, but apparently striking the same kingdom again and again was still fun. Or maybe it was because Lilli had kept playing. She eyes the red woman, mesmerizing, but doesn’t feel like adding the words. Perhaps calling her a player just now was enough.
”Anyway, you do you.” It works for either horse present, and she doesn’t feel like pinpointing one or the other when she practically meant both. Eurwen turns to leave, dust from the Pangean floor adding into her coat and thickening into a stone skin similar to Brazen’s while she does - she has nothing more to say to them, but she will carry their messages: both the semi-threat and the proposal that the three remaining leaders should decide on.
For a brief moment, she wonders what her mother would have made of all this - and remembers how miserably she has failed as Nerine’s supposed heir after Heartfire. A princess saving the world but not her own kingdom.
The facts are, she had received a huge hit, and maybe that had suited Ghaul himself, or even Pangea, as it made them look like an easy picking - but it hadn’t suited the kingdom, nor its residents. They needed the three lands to act more as one entity instead of three, whether that was with Neverwhere being the one steering, giving orders, or making sure the workers did their job - a captain was nowhere without their first mate and quartermaster, in fact nowhere without a crew. The support of Northerners either carried or broke a crown. Apparently Pangea worked differently, Ghaul sitting almost literally on top of it all just now, and the two kingdoms don’t seem to understand one another all that well. Yet.
She ignores most of Ghauls threats then, as she doesn’t honestly know what she could or should tell him - nothing would change his mind and most of what she can think of would make it worse. ”I’ll talk to Nev, if I can find her, and then the others, see what they want. It’s time we stuck our heads together anyway.” she tells Lillli. And honestly, there is nothing more to say. Ghaul talks about games, and she lets him. Lilli answers and Eurwen doesn’t feel inclined to respond beyond that. Honestly, she could do without any of it.
Wasn’t he getting bored yet? Same target over and over? Or perhaps that’s why he helps one day and reaps the other - just to see how they respond. Her dark gaze finally finds the male’s body, assessing him - it’s like she’s facing a child, she thinks, one with teeth and no manners, who is incredibly bored.
”I assume your being here indicates she is home safely? Or did you give up?” she asks Ghaul then. If Nev isn’t home, then perhaps his usefulness is expiring, and if Lilli indeed made a deal, it becomes questionable if he delivered, pending the wording of their agreement. ”Speaking of games, your player two is in need of some more sustenance. You might want to see to it before you end up with no player at all.” she indicates to Lilli’s shape, clearly sticks and bones, only plump from carrying a child. She wouldn’t survive nursing in this state, Wen believes. She loves the chestnut mare, but harsh words like these might shake her up a little - hopefully she’ll realize she needs to act! - where soft ones don’t. She can only remotely hope to prompt Ghaul to make sure his “property”, however temporary it might be, didn’t go dying on him, but can’t be sure if it works.
For now, that is all she can do. She’d hoped to let things die out, become boring, but apparently striking the same kingdom again and again was still fun. Or maybe it was because Lilli had kept playing. She eyes the red woman, mesmerizing, but doesn’t feel like adding the words. Perhaps calling her a player just now was enough.
”Anyway, you do you.” It works for either horse present, and she doesn’t feel like pinpointing one or the other when she practically meant both. Eurwen turns to leave, dust from the Pangean floor adding into her coat and thickening into a stone skin similar to Brazen’s while she does - she has nothing more to say to them, but she will carry their messages: both the semi-threat and the proposal that the three remaining leaders should decide on.
For a brief moment, she wonders what her mother would have made of all this - and remembers how miserably she has failed as Nerine’s supposed heir after Heartfire. A princess saving the world but not her own kingdom.
Since we were already wrapping up!