She was restless. She wasn’t used to being rooted to one spot, and yet, here she was, essentially having trapped herself in a kingdom. Completely of her own doing, of course, but that didn’t make it any less suffocating. Occasionally, she still left, but not the way she used to. It was a little sad, really, that just a few threads of power had been enough to pin her down, when not even all the weight of Ophanim’s love had ever managed such a thing. She has spent her entire young life running from him and everything that he made her feel, for no discernible reason. And yet here she was, somehow having managed to find it within herself to smother that wayward part of her soul, just in order to make sure Vulgaris and Loess were under her ever watchful eye.
On top of her usual knoll is where she stood, still shrouded in the darkness of early morning; early enough that the light had not yet touched them. There was a faint celestial glow that emanated from her, from the gathering of constellations that clung to her steel gray skin, and in a way, they were almost brighter than the stars suspended above. Stars that were close enough to touch, though they likely didn’t burn — much to her dismay.
As the sky began to lighten, that is when her eyes settle on an unfamiliar stallion. Suspicion festered inside of her like some disease, and when she makes her way over to him, the purpose in her stride could not be denied. The change in her since arriving here was almost eerie. Before, when she had approached anyone in one of the common lands, it had been with that almost feline sashay of her hip, a coquettish simper always curled on her lips, and the glimmering hope that the interaction would at least provide some sort of entertainment. But here, anyone that enters Loess is immediately met with her almost accusatory stare, and already she is peeling away at the inside of his mind as soon as she is close enough.
”Who are you?” The sound of her voice was still honey-sweet, but the edges of the words were sharp. She has come to a stop a few strides before him, her youthful head tipped upwards so that her dark blue eyes may hold his own cool gaze. ”And what is your business in Loess?”
