Let The Flames Begin
01-16-2014, 02:26 AM
Her confession had been uttered, and the shame she had been carrying deepened at the reaction of her father. As he lunged to his feet, she fought not to flinch away from him. Forcing herself to maintain her composure she would listen to the rant that his jaws would spew in rage. Her violet eyes widening, as she fought for what to speak to him, to soothe him. Standing she would move towards him carefully, her eyes never leaving his face. She would have to look up to him, but she would stand firm when she would speak. "Isardis." She would not call him father, rather her tone grabbed for his attention. "Father," She began again softly, I think his name was something like... Fugly? Fuguen? Fugure? Fugue? I didn't really pay that much attention, another mistake apparently." Her tone would be dry. Staring at him for a moment, she would raise her tail slightly, determination lighting her gaze. "I don't want you to seek vengeance for me. I want to be the one to make him pay, Father.... Please." She wasn't one to beg, but she was worried that in the state the king was in, that he'd go on a murdering rampage. She wasn't a princess, as she had been called. She could get her own paws dirty, and she had to beat him on her own. Speech, |
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