Solace
She startles him, but he is quick to recover and offer her a modest smile. The flash of embarrassment softens the features of the masculine face she had only ever seen set in stoicism and Solace can't help but relax her own formality, for only a breath, as he chides her in a way very simile to the way she spoke to her own brother.
Fleeting, the moment passes as quickly as it came
Unification, he says, and she sigs because she knows it's true. Young but sensible, the new Queen listens intently as her advisor elaborates, all the time her sapphire eyes searching his handsome face.
Even if Amet now held the title, in her heart she would always be the Keeper. Her mind rarely wandered past the borders of her home, the sanctuary, and she would gladly ignore the rest of the world if she could foster the peace and love in Hyaline that she and Amet had dared to imagine. But Corvus, he was here to remind her what wishful thinking that was. She wasn't the Keeper anymore, she had to think of their position in the large, unsteady continent.
"Your title is a weighty one, more so now than when we have a healthy guard." Her steady gaze never leaves his face, there is more to the fascination than simply seeking his good advice, but she smothers that idea before it an fully form. "Corvus, you are an advisor and Hyaline's protection, and I thank you for your honesty."
Corvus feels steady, and his thoughtful answer instills a sense of calm over her. She could trust him for honest and helpful critique. "For now, our neighbor's keep to themselves, but we can not trust that will last for long. I would like for us to build up a defensive guard in this time of peace. Evaluate what you can do in the next week or so, and soon I will call a meeting to unite both sides as you suggest."
There is something darker lurking below his placid exterior, (bridled passion or rage?) and it intrigues her. He seems to be a different breed from her wayward twin or even Smoak. A stirring in her gut tells her she could count on him to draw blood if the time for violence came, and that thought simultaneously unsettles and reassures her.
"A friend of mine, Smoak, will be spending some time here," she hesitates to volunteer Svedka for reasons she can not get to the bottom of in her momentary pause. "He may be able to assist you."
you are my sunshine
@[Corvus]
