all I want is one more chance; sette

[Lagertha]

I am iron and I forge myself

Khaleesi may be her official title, but Lagertha wants to be the kind of Queen that her sisters - not subjects, sisters - can call by her name. One whom they trust and love enough to do away with formality. Not to mention, it just doesn’t sit right with her that Scorch’s kid looks and feels awkward around her. “You don’t have to call me that, Lagertha is just fine.” Sette wove back and forth between Mama and Khaleesi, depending on the situation, and she didn’t really care what the girl called her when. But respect can be shown in other ways.

The gunmetal gray mare chuckles quietly at Sette’s words. Yes, she could be friendly company, but seeing Vi’s reaction made her change her mind about staying around. “Don’t worry, I’m not staying. I just wanted to let you know, Vi, that if you need anything, or want to do something for the Jungle, all you have to do is ask.”  She shrugs, rolling her shoulders in a ‘do what you will’ way. “I’m not the best cuddler, but I listen well. And keeping busy can help, sometimes.”  She would be comfortable sending the two girls to a friendly kingdom soon enough. She nods decisively and goes to leave, calling out behind her, “I heard there were some baby orange-furred monkeys around. They’re by the big anthill, west of the clearing. In case you’re interested.”

Lagertha

warrior queen of the amazons

[tins! i have an idea. how would you feel about vi going with sette to the Valley? could be more fun for both of them that way. If not, no worries ]