03-15-2019, 12:06 PM
Eurwen
the secret to walking on water is
knowing where the rocks lie
knowing where the rocks lie
Perhaps they're more similar than they know - it's exactly the fact that she's run away from her family that made her feel so guilty; the same thing that made it so hard on her mother. Perhaps she should have told them - she knows she should haven. "I didn't think you'd let me." she then states - an insight on a clear moment when she left: she couldn't have asked, surely they wouldn't have let her go to the fairies, perhaps one of her parents might have insisted on going instead, and that hadn't been what she wanted either.
Still, there is the strange aspect of her mother also being proud of her. For Eurwen, well - she mostly just felt like she'd done only wrong.
Her mother then uses her own power - different - to raise the pebbles. The movement catches her eye, and she meets the spotted mare's eyes with hesitation, followed by shock. "Heir?" she repeats, still processing the idea. Wait, hand over the queendom to Heartfire? Had she said so earlier?
That - that was quite a shock. Not only to come home so late, but also to find home completely changed. Heartfire, she knew instantly, would be a wholly different kind of queen than Breckin - and also different than Eurwen herself would ever hope to be. No, wait - actually she'd never hoped to be a queen. She didn't like that kind of attention...
But looking to her mother now, she finds that same hesitation in her. Breckin wasn't the type for attention either, she thinks. A queen out of necessity, out of servitude, not out of hope for power. That's something she could do, too, maybe... "Who's... who will train me?" Hopefully not Heartfire alone, or was that the plan all along? To not bother with ruling and training?
There was suddenly so, só much to think about.
Still, there is the strange aspect of her mother also being proud of her. For Eurwen, well - she mostly just felt like she'd done only wrong.
Her mother then uses her own power - different - to raise the pebbles. The movement catches her eye, and she meets the spotted mare's eyes with hesitation, followed by shock. "Heir?" she repeats, still processing the idea. Wait, hand over the queendom to Heartfire? Had she said so earlier?
That - that was quite a shock. Not only to come home so late, but also to find home completely changed. Heartfire, she knew instantly, would be a wholly different kind of queen than Breckin - and also different than Eurwen herself would ever hope to be. No, wait - actually she'd never hoped to be a queen. She didn't like that kind of attention...
But looking to her mother now, she finds that same hesitation in her. Breckin wasn't the type for attention either, she thinks. A queen out of necessity, out of servitude, not out of hope for power. That's something she could do, too, maybe... "Who's... who will train me?" Hopefully not Heartfire alone, or was that the plan all along? To not bother with ruling and training?
There was suddenly so, só much to think about.
@[Breckin] blerp