Tickle Me Pretty
01-11-2014, 12:07 AM
Raisa gave in. His words were soothing and invigorating at once. They painted pictures of a past she scarcely remembered, and a future so bright it could not help but shine a golden light on the present. She smiled, cold and savage. It had a certain appeal to it all, she could grant him that much. "To be ruled by a true Queen," she murmured, her voice scare more than a whisper. "Pretty words, handsome." Pretty, and true. The Ebony line had ruled for more generations than anyone could count. Long enough that the lore did not speak of a time they did not oversee the land. They had been strong and proud and noble, just and fair and savage enough than none dared cross them until they were overtaken by famine. Oh yes, Raisa knew how to rule. She even knew how to rule well. All she needed was the right opportunity. "Perhaps," she said slowly. "I could engage your interest in such a plot..." |
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