There Came A Knocking At My Door... [Gerhardt]

She would show him no discourtesy, he had shown her naught but respect and ample grace and she would return the prospect whole heartedly. She was not a beast so uncouth and bitter that she could not control herself... no she had not expected kindness nor a calm demeanor and she had half expected to be chased from the borders before two words could slither from her jaws, but his honesty and his bluntness impressed her. She had never been one to beat around the bush or cut corners. She was blunt, perhaps, on occasion to the point of being rude, but she would never lie. She spoke only truth, such was her nature, or at least the nature that had been wrought upon her.

Her speech, perhaps was a touch eloquent and while she may have been a bastard child, she was still raised among royalty, intelligence and a good solid base knowledge was what she had poured herself into. She would never receive love and affection, so she dismissed such follies and turned her attention elsewhere. Her appearance was an abomination, her curse, one that she now bore silently. Beauty, forever more, would belong only to the ivory dame she called her best friend, Glinda. But she was far away and long gone and such ridiculous notions were put out of her head.

She became an immoveable stone as he answered her. She made not a sound, audits swiveling this and that, catching every pitch, every rise, every fall in his tones. She made sure to miss nothing and she committed his speech to memory. For a moment she was silent, the gears in her head spinning wildly as she thought over his words. She rose to stand, the structure was so unlike her pseudo-fathers pack... perhaps such a thing was what she needed, a brand new start, a new change. She contemplated her words carefully, mulling them over in her head.

"You have created such a concept yourself? A reigning king and his subjects? I have never heard of such an arrangement of wolves. A blood fueled tyrant is the only ruler I have ever known. Thriving on the death of innocence, the blood of youth and the heads of elders. Any weakness was seen as a reason for termination." She paused for a moment, eyes never leaving the amethysts before her. "You do not seem so unjust or cruel... that is strange but I don't mean it to be derogatory, simply not what I had anticipated." Truthful, she was always. She sucked in a large breath, wondering how best to make such a request. "If you will admit such a request, I would like the chance to prove my worth. Fighting for a cause of respect and honor... it tis a banner I would much enjoy wielding."



Speech!