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[Nayl]

I am not afraid... I was born to do this.

Despite distance and time, Nayl thought their friendship could never falter; they fed from each other’s prowess years ago. Nerine had been an empire once, a feat that Nayl often thanked Djinni for. There was a power in this kingdom that they held in the palms of their hands until she, the quieting Queen, let it slip.

With her resignation, and Isobell’s ascension, Nayl hoped for her legacy to thrive, but instead, it fell. Her name became nothing, her memory just another fleck of sand on the beach. It took a large part of her to consider slipping out from the caves, to leave behind the comfort of Lior’s constant embrace to reinstate what influence she – and her family – had on the coastland. Perhaps wishful thinking, but it lured her from the depths of the caves.

It’s with a subdued eagerness that she prowls forward – her gait still confident after all this time – and takes a place at Djinni’s side. ”Hello, old friend,” her voice is a low purr as her eyes dance from the genie to the ocean nearby. ”I like the new look,” the rose gold is an elegant and interesting change from the grullo, ”but not much else has changed about you, has it?” An airy chuckle slips forward but is muffled by the crashing of the waves as she turns her head to look to the horizon, a sight she will never tire of.

”Nothing exciting has really changed in my absence, has it?” It’s a half rhetorical question. By the looks of Nerine, it is flooded with curiosity for a new Queen, but simmers in a way that the kingdom has for years, simply existing.

former queen of nerine
daughter of covet & myrina