YOUR EYES GET DARKER EVERY DAY
01-26-2014, 11:01 PM
This is not friendly conversation; Argent does not fool herself. They are walking around an elephant, pacing and staring off at each other, and the silver knight has little irritation. She is calm, accepting of her sins. ?Yes, indeed,? she agrees with the Queen. She remembers how Vereux lost his eye, and she does not wish that fate on any of her other children. She receives a compliment in return for her own brood and she smiles gently. She does not respond; what is she supposed to say without sounding arrogant? Alas, Sendoa asks another question, and Argent supposes they are closer to arriving at what they truly wish to talk about. ?Yes and no,? she says vaguely. ?Isardis found me when I was being attacked. My attackers broke my leg, and together we killed them. Like old times,?she muses. It is a pattern; they destroy enemies together, and although Argent tries not to look upon morbidity fondly, she cannot help herself. At least on three instances they have killed together. ?I was returning at any rate. I simply overestimated Isardis?s desire to punish mistakes, and underestimated how much he cares for me,? she notes. She had thought herself a tool, and it was her own insecurity that drove her away. She had thought he would slaughter her children, but he had not, and now she is back with them. ?What have I missed?? she questions. She speaks not with anger, but a forlorn curiosity. She loves Glaciem, she has missed it, and she wants to know of all comings and goings within the kingdom that is undeniably hers. |