Solace
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The news had hit Solace hard; It had unnerved her, forced her to question their quiet, sheltered lifestyle. There had been guilt too. As the closest of the allies to these dark kingdoms, she felt she should have known more. She should have pushed Arthas further for information or traveled there herself if he refused to speak - but she had been content to settle for a comfortable 'you don't bother us, we won't bother you' sort of policy. It sicked her to think of what Jesper had endured, and it was uncanny to think it had happened so soon after they had parted ways.
Kagerus was the only one who she had shared these feelings with, unwilling to accidentally place guilt on her other councilmembers. But her co-ruler had understood and they had agreed - these fuckers must pay.
The sight of the ancient, bay warrior doesn't help her mood. She had come to watch the final battle between the ice-king and her mate, and even though she knew that it was all in good sport, the day had left a bad taste in her mouth. With this memory of Kaguerus' fresh-spilled blood still new and raw in her mind, her pale lips form a thin, hard line as Kag volunteers her body and powers in the name of Hyaline. Of course, it was what had to be done, but that didn't mean she had to be happy about it.
Wishbone strengthens the point that Kagerus has made, and Solace nods in agreement as her sister speaks. "Hyaline, of course, remains open to all." Her voice is steady, as she reaffirms her kingdoms position publicly.
"Have any diplomats met with the leadership of Sylva? Do they make demands or is all of this chaos just for their amusement?" Unsure of if she should look to Jesper, Solace holds Brennen's gaze. As she asks the question, she does not expect the tortured stallion to step forward, assuming that his king will speak for him if the situation is too uncomfortable.
Then Solace's crystalline gaze is drawn to Warrick and Amorette as her father moves to speak, and the look on his face causes her jaw to clinch a little tighter. With a short snort, she tosses her head in disbelief and annoyance as he mentions a usurper. Her heated gaze flashes to Wishbone for a brief moment to gauge her reaction before returning to her father.
"Then let us decide quickly what should be done, and we will act as a united front before any more of our own are lost."