Moon in the Lake

*Epiphron* · 10-22-2013, 04:51 PM

She truly wanted to know Loccian's opinion, even if it was vastly different than her own. The decision had been made by she and Maverick alone, with no input except of those who volunteered their services. Nobody was taken by force, or even really asked to go. Sometimes, that was how the Kingdom had to be run -- and Epiphron knew the older woman was well aware of that, and respected it. While in some ways she did value the ability of the wolves of Seracia to take the rulers' decisions without protest, she also was interest in how the decision might appear to others.

And Loccian hesitant voiced her protest, though was humble and not at all argumentative. A soft sigh left her lips -- far from a sound of annoyance, but rather a thoughtful noise that came before she was able to stifle it. "I understand fully," Epiphron mused, lowering her head as she gazed into her own reflection in the lake. "And I am sorry if our decision upsets anyone." She knew Loccian's brother had gone to Valhalla, and the waiting and wondering was unpleasant, even for the Queen. She was only friendly with Themisto, and even he was not as close as Loccian was to her brother.

"It was my brother that requested we send warriors. I couldn't say no." She hadn't been swayed by him; she truly did have Seracia's well-being in mind.
"And I know that he feels Seracia gained something from the alliance, perhaps more than Valhalla did. Valhalla is stronger than we are." It was not a shameful thing, but it was true nonetheless. "I felt as though we owed him something. And the thought of my family going to war without me sending any aid..." The Queen shuddered gently, hating the idea. But she was glad that Loccian would listen to her -- and she liked hearing her own side of things.

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