I'm your Queen, you're my Ruler.
It had never been her intention to act like a superior being. Or at least, she didn’t mean to give Fynnegan the feeling that she tried to be better than him. She just wanted to show him a better, more superior, version of herself. Not that she would admit that out loud, and neither would Esileif admit that to herself – because that would be a sign of weakness. Yet she offers him a smile, one that hides her inner struggles, but is genuinely meant. ”Thank you, Fynn, I appreciate that.” At his invitation she moves forward, but never able to fall in step with his pace.
Yes, Esileif would probably give the world to be able to be perfect. Then she could show her father and everybody else her in the best state, the most perfect one. But the bay and orangey white girl did know that that wasn’t realistic on short term, it was something she had to achieve and to be able to do so she first had to make a choice; the Valley or the Gates. It are Fynnegan’s words that pull her out of her thoughts again and after a moment of blank stare she offers him an apologetic smile. ”I just don’t want to dive in blind, weight the options and make a choice. Preferably the right one” she answers him. Yet Esileif also does know that its alright to have own opinions, that she doesn’t agree with the short male doesn’t mean that he is less, although she criticizes those words in her head.
His words take her by surprise and it shows on her features. Not only because she is flattered by his words and surprised by the meaning of it, but it also signals how he had been able to see through her. She had never mentioned that she had troubles to pick a home, struggling to decide which of the options would be the better one. ”I.. Me.. You want to.. to start you herd with.. me?” she asks, not able to hide her sudden shyness and vulnerability. Esileif is even somewhat afraid that he is fooling her. Her gaze meets Fynnegan’s and she isn’t able to hide the masks she previously showed. For him stands a young, vulnerable, shy and insecure girl, and nothing more than that. ”That.. I think” she pauses.
”Yes, that would be success. And yes, I would help you if you’ll be able to give me that.”
Esileif