05-06-2024, 09:35 AM
Crucis
The night was a tranquil and soothing one for Crucis. The stars shimmered elegantly above her, while the moon cast its radiant glow. A sense of calm enveloped her, reminiscent of the days spent with her mother beneath the Sacred Willow Tree, their sanctuary in their homeland. Her thoughts often drift to her mother, wondering about her whereabouts and if she ever thinks of her. On nights like this, she feels a profound connection to her mother.
As the first light of dawn creeps over the horizon, the twinkling stars fade away, giving way to the morning sky. Crucis remains still by the lake, reflecting on the long night she endured after her arduous journey to The Dale. Despite the weariness, she managed to find some rest, though her heart yearns for her homeland where she was passed up for the Celestial Crown. Her heart is a blazing inferno of anger, fierce and unrelenting, just like the fiery stars that burn bright in the vast expanse of the night sky.
In the distance, she notices the flickering flames of a familiar sight. With a soft sigh, she realizes that the day ahead will be challenging, a responsibility she never anticipated. Yet, if she aspires to be a future Queen, she must be willing to engage with her people and earn their loyalty. These young subjects are the foundation for her reign, a necessary step towards her royal ambitions.