Royals

N/A · 12-12-2013, 12:09 AM

The queen would not tarry, would not keep her awaiting long, and that enough left a decent impression in the mind of the youth. Her eyes came to rest on the cobalt woman, taking in her appearance with an expressionless face. She didn't miss the scent of her pregnancy, though it didn't matter to her, it was all the same. The woman would greet her, then introduce herself as Sendoa Armada. Ahh, another of the family. Roman wondered where in the vast family tree, this queen fell. A slight nod, an inclination of respect she would give the queen before speaking. "Greetings, Sendoa Armada. I am Roman Armada." The queen would not have to pry for her title, no, the dame wasn't afraid to speak her name. Fear wasn't something she openly experienced.

Moments of silence would fall, and the ivory goddess would again speak. "It seems we are family. I hope my intrusion into your day is not rude, I simply wanted the moment to meet the one my father chose worthy as a queen." Her words would be spoken with an air of indifference, she had not formed an opinion of this queen yet, and again she would speak, a suggestion light on her jaws. "I am not, one to waste your time, nor mine. Perhaps we could talk while patrolling the territory? Unless you were looking for something..." Her voice would trail off, slightly waiting for the response that would surely come.

Speech,

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