Down with the Sickness
Requiem
09-30-2023, 01:36 PM
L urid was quiet all the while he spelled out their circumstances to her, likely taking in his insight and suggestions. She was as prudent as she was vicious, a quality Requiem admired in her, and one that would serve her well in her endeavors for her crown. But prudence alone would not put her on a throne. Lurid had suffered setbacks before, but now she would be starting from the bottom—square one, so to speak. Now she no longer had the backing or support of her family or the remnants of old Mirovis. Those were long gone; scattered to the wind like ashes in the aftermath of a forest fire. Anything they made from this point forward would be made by the salt on their brows and the sweat on their backs. If Lurid was willing to put in the effort and the work, then Requiem was ready to be by her side to see it done. He had enjoyed the tastes of power he'd gotten with her far too much to go cold turkey now.
A s he suspected, Lurid affirmed her stance and her desires to rule. Good. She would need that drive if they were to succeed. She was also willing to take the slow path to the top. It would take time, but they would get there eventually. Requiem scoffed when Lu called herself "no spring chicken" and shot his mate a wry smirk. "You are as young as you make yourself, darling. You're as capable now as you ever were," he remarked, pausing before adding, "although we will need to do something about that lingering cough. Can't have any signs of weakness broadcast to the public." The wolves they would need to rally around their cause would be like-minded to them; killers, monsters, demons and devils. The type that preyed on any shows of vulnerability. Lurid would be their queen, and a queen could not appear to be weaker than her subjects.
B reathing out a long sigh, Requiem cast his argent gaze out across the wintery tundra that surrounded the derelict ship. "We will need to establish a base for ourselves, make a more permanent and hospitable home. This winter weather up here will do your lungs no good. Perhaps some of the southern territories, or even the southern continent of Auster until you've fully recuperated." Now for the bombshell. Lurid would not like to hear it, but as her Haihefa it was his duty to keep the Blodreina abreast of all her standings, both positive and negative. "I would not count on your family being a part of your plans any longer, my love. When you left with Atropos, the rest… they either left of their own volition or fled en masse when the challengers came for Mirovis. I would not consider them to be our allies any longer." If they happened upon some of the Amarix family, perhaps they could be convinced to rejoin their cause—however, Req doubted many still lingered around Boreas. More likely, they had all ventured off to seek their own paths after two falls of Mirovis. That left them alone with just one another to rely on.
"Requiem" | "Latin"
A s he suspected, Lurid affirmed her stance and her desires to rule. Good. She would need that drive if they were to succeed. She was also willing to take the slow path to the top. It would take time, but they would get there eventually. Requiem scoffed when Lu called herself "no spring chicken" and shot his mate a wry smirk. "You are as young as you make yourself, darling. You're as capable now as you ever were," he remarked, pausing before adding, "although we will need to do something about that lingering cough. Can't have any signs of weakness broadcast to the public." The wolves they would need to rally around their cause would be like-minded to them; killers, monsters, demons and devils. The type that preyed on any shows of vulnerability. Lurid would be their queen, and a queen could not appear to be weaker than her subjects.
B reathing out a long sigh, Requiem cast his argent gaze out across the wintery tundra that surrounded the derelict ship. "We will need to establish a base for ourselves, make a more permanent and hospitable home. This winter weather up here will do your lungs no good. Perhaps some of the southern territories, or even the southern continent of Auster until you've fully recuperated." Now for the bombshell. Lurid would not like to hear it, but as her Haihefa it was his duty to keep the Blodreina abreast of all her standings, both positive and negative. "I would not count on your family being a part of your plans any longer, my love. When you left with Atropos, the rest… they either left of their own volition or fled en masse when the challengers came for Mirovis. I would not consider them to be our allies any longer." If they happened upon some of the Amarix family, perhaps they could be convinced to rejoin their cause—however, Req doubted many still lingered around Boreas. More likely, they had all ventured off to seek their own paths after two falls of Mirovis. That left them alone with just one another to rely on.
"Requiem" | "Latin"
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