Royals
12-11-2013, 08:57 PM
The empire that her father had forged was vast and impressive, excluding the cursed snow that clung to her, as she moved through it and back into the thick of the trees. Exempt the snow, the land would be glorious, and she wondered what it would look like in the warmer seasons, would this icky residue every fade? The two year old would move gracefully, as if gifted with a higher purpose, her mind seeking out one other. The queen his father had chosen, the lovely blue woman that he had picked to rule along side him. Who was her fathers queen? Was she worthy of such a title? She moved towards a place where it seemed the pairs scent was strongest, and came to a halt near the place, and amid the herbs. Raising her head, her jaws would part a summoning song, a call meant for the Queen. Hell her father could answer it too, but she wanted to meet the woman who her father deemed worthy. This conversation would be meant for her. Royalty to the royalty, she perceived herself to be. OOC: Andy, take your time to get to this <3 Just wanted to put it up so I wouldn't forget! <3 Speech, |