Shut Up and Eat Your Snowcone

Rœkia chuckled at her cousin's answer and padded over toward the edge of the ice bridge. "Such a bore for a kid. C'mon, let's just take a quick look." She didn't really have any interest in walking across the bridge but she could tell it annoyed her cousin and she couldn't help herself. Her little cousin was so innocent and naive. The girl clearly had no idea that Rœkia was part of the cause of the coup. Her teeth ground together as she walked out onto the bridge, not so much from the ice as from the memory of her former lover and the realization the woman had just been using her. Now she had nothing to show for her efforts, just exile and a promise she wish she had the cruelty to break.