Along the Shoreline

It is a familiar call the greats her darkened ears, and the Empress rises to the occasion. Slender limbs carry the beauty towards the source, mildly excited to know who is calling upon her. Ebony lips curl up into a smile as the ruler glances upon the exiled Queen, pausing a few feet away from her with clear amusement on her face. Raisa has not invaded her lands, and Virgil is not certain she would mind if the other woman did. The goddess dips her head in a brief greeting, silent at first, but not leaving it as such for long.
?My dear Queen, what has brought you to these frigid lands?? she questions, curious indeed why Raisa has come to call upon her. Then again, perhaps the other knows already, and has come to confirm an alliance, or bend the knee, or simply wishes to come into contact again. Virgil does not deny that she has missed the other woman, despite their brief encounter. Raisa is a soul she finds herself compatible with, an occurrence that is most rare outside of her family.
She can only hope that Raisa will not leave her as Syrinx has.