[private] What Goes Around, Comes Around {Solace}

[Solace]

Kaurma is full of surprises.

"I was not," Solace answers her visitors blunt statement with building curiosity. "But I can't say I'm surprised. Congratulations." She means it as a compliment, and her voice holds no sarcasm. She knows that ruling is not an easy task and crowns are hard to keep.

Hyaline's Caretaker is about to push the topic further, drive the conversation of the inevitable cliff of diplomacy when the vampiric mare takes them on another unexpected detour. 

"Women tend to move the pieces form here on north," Solace replies, and this time it is her turn to flash a cool grin, knowing that such a thought would be deliciously tempting to her cunning stepsister. But her focus is quickly, and easily, redirected to the child as Kaurma calls Kreed from the shadows. 

Solace takes several steps closer but still remains outside of an easy reach when their conversation takes this sensitive turn. Her cerulean eyes drift over the filly, her features softening ever so slightly. Solace would be hard pressed to think of a situation in which she would refuse sanctuary to a child.

"Of course she can." The mother of five confirms her foster-sister's suspicion as her head lifts again to meet her gaze, queen to queen. 

"But who, if I may ask..." she adds in a tone that suggests it is more for formality than actual consideration, "...is the sire? For the girl's safety, it would be best if we knew who she was being shielded from." 

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olace

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