PURITY RING

*Raisa* · 02-24-2014, 07:52 PM

A simple summons quickly turned into quite the affair. It was with a hinted smirk, playing upon the edges of the sooty fae's mouth, that she heard him out. Oh, she had seen his kind before, and she would be the first to admit that he played his role very well. He could not be faulted for a single sanguine word, for a drop of the honey that fell from his tongue. How sweet his verbal caresses, how sincere... Yet nothing she had not seen before. The Queen remembered her mothers lessons of how to deal with courtiers, the swooners and the swayers who had inevitably come to call upon her the moment she could claim an adult's form. Madame Splendor, he crowned her, but she was not so foolish as to allow it to settle within her mind, become truth. "How kind of you, to come all this way," she said, as sweet and sincere as the first spring lily. He spoke of luck and warnings, mixed in with a myriad of other superfluous words, which the queen found in her to drown out. Perhaps he thought to woo her with a large vocabulary, but either way, Raisa gave him no credence for this. She parted her cold-cinder jaw to speak, but was interrupted instead by pawsteps from within her border.

She would not turn from the man, but she did cock and ear backwards. The man's scent filled her nose and she smiled. "Sir Fugue, how kind of you to join us!" It filled the woman with pride, knowing that her Knight would come to a call on her borders. He said nothing, and was just as well for this, because he was not alone in his curiosity. Kaliska, the spirit and fire of the pack, was on his trail. Her voice was tannin and spice when she spoke, drawing a low chuckle from the Queen. A glance at the man showed disapproval, which he soon voiced. For all this is rebuke towards her own follower set the woman on edge, she did not reprimand him. Instead, the Queen turned to the smaller fae and tsk'd in mock reproach. "Kaliska, this man has had a long journey. The wit of others, I've found, sometime goes begging in these cases. I'm sure no offense was meant." She did not clarify, of course, whom may have been offended. The man proclaimed himself king, and Raisa was of a mind to believe him. From the scars to his airs to the blatantly obvious god complex, it was clear as if it had been written in the clouds.

Regardless, Raisa gave him a courteous bow. It was only polite, after all, to recognize his station, even if her bow was not so low as to be read as groveling. "A pleasure, then, Your Grace," she said, awarding him his due title. It would seem, however, that their merry band was not yet complete. Ebony's newest addition, a hulking warrior by the name of Platinum, seemed to be making good on her oaths of protection and dedication. He words, however, were as insulting as Kaliska's. A sense of amusement welled within Raisa, cursing herself for the fiery companions she'd come to love. Gods above, but they did make things interesting. Raisa sighed, and said, "Now, my lady, we've no notion of the kingdom he rules! After all, what must he think of us on this first visit? Why, we must seem no more than heathens and rebels to sanity." Perhaps, of course, this was not far off the mark. Raisa turned her gaze back to the king and smiled a toothy grin. No matter which way her pack mates offenses were taken, the man was outnumbered. With a calculating gaze, she waited to see which chess piece he might move next.

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