to victory
01-25-2014, 08:44 PM
Amenti is not hers. She knows this, but for now it feels good to get her feet wet, to learn what it is like to remain in control. She yearns to traverse the lands, to learn of the families, to establish alliances. Alas, she is fine holding this throne for now. Syrinx has earned a place in her respect; he has brought her home, after all. Alas, the woman learns what she can while she can, and it certainly feels good to know her first recruit is none other than her aunt. ?Aunt Nat,? she greets affectionately, striving forth and pressing an affectionate kiss to the melanistic woman?s cheek.
She sits down before her aunt, smiling gently. ?Here to join?? she says, a rhetoric question. She knows what her aunt has already agreed to, and she feels a certain thrill for it. She is accepting her first member, on one of her first days in her second year.
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