07-18-2020, 02:45 PM
oceane
with tremulous cadence slow, and bring
the eternal note of sadness in
the eternal note of sadness in
"Lepis," the opaline woman exclaims with incredulity, "Do you intend to give me a heart attack today?" She had not stumbled away from Nau-Aib in the inky blackness with thoughts of a crown in her future ─ her only hopes had been to escape the King and his arithmancers, to free herself and her future children of the shackles that had tied her there. But over time it had become apparent that Oceane was not fated to have a simple life. She does not shy from it, and would never lest her past and its horrors happened to follow her, and so with a trembling smile and a heart that beats staccato against her innards, the Lady of Loess finally nods.
She knows, almost immediately, which she would choice. Geographically, there is only one option. And though her heart lies in the foothills of Loess, this is a task she will accept as it is presented by Lepis. If the Loessian Queen wishes for her to don the crown of the South ─ if she feels that the gleaming pegasi will lead the kingdom properly ─ then she will gladly take the weight on her capable shoulders and allow the blue-and-dun woman to keep her seat on the counsel.
Lepis fills her in on the recent trip to Nerine and as much as her brain tries to tug her back to the new future that lies before her, Oceane knows that it's now extra important to listen to the politics of the kingdoms. An alliance with Nerine wouldn't fix all of the problems that have begun to bloom since Castile's razing of the Isle, but it would certainly launch them forward leaps and bounds faster than she would have hoped to anticipate.
She takes special note of the healing waterfall and offers a kind, thankful smile to Lepis. "The Pampas would be my choice, both geographically and politically," she says by way of acceptance, "Especially if we are to have Noah make the journey to the Isle. We will need leadership there, and all the better that it is flanked by Loess and Sylva for protection."
She knows, almost immediately, which she would choice. Geographically, there is only one option. And though her heart lies in the foothills of Loess, this is a task she will accept as it is presented by Lepis. If the Loessian Queen wishes for her to don the crown of the South ─ if she feels that the gleaming pegasi will lead the kingdom properly ─ then she will gladly take the weight on her capable shoulders and allow the blue-and-dun woman to keep her seat on the counsel.
Lepis fills her in on the recent trip to Nerine and as much as her brain tries to tug her back to the new future that lies before her, Oceane knows that it's now extra important to listen to the politics of the kingdoms. An alliance with Nerine wouldn't fix all of the problems that have begun to bloom since Castile's razing of the Isle, but it would certainly launch them forward leaps and bounds faster than she would have hoped to anticipate.
She takes special note of the healing waterfall and offers a kind, thankful smile to Lepis. "The Pampas would be my choice, both geographically and politically," she says by way of acceptance, "Especially if we are to have Noah make the journey to the Isle. We will need leadership there, and all the better that it is flanked by Loess and Sylva for protection."
"@[Lepis]! ♥"
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