Let's inherit the earth
05-10-2014, 11:18 AM
What about your soul, is it cold?
Finally she would seem to spark some interest in the boy, his voice returning as he inquired why she was in Glaciem. He would pick up his pace to walk in line with her, and she would keep walking at a steady pace, her head turned so that her azure eyes could rest upon him. Pleased with his curiosity the mistress would clear her throat and speak, wanting to tell the young boy about her past and explain why she still lived in Glaciem. "Because Isardis had a liking for me too." She would pause so that the statement could hang in the air for a moment, then continue with a further explanation. "You see, when I was a yearling- about your age in fact- I traveled away from home to do some exploring. I discovered a sunken forest, where all the pine trees were submerged beneath a thick layer of ice up to their tips. My curiosity got the best of me, and as I ventured out onto the ice I slipped and hit my head. When my eyes opened, a large, pale figure was standing over me, and those eyes, those red beady eyes, they were staring down into the depths my soul. " She would take another short pause, allowing the information to sink in before she went on. "The king proceeded to serenade me, and it didn't take long until I was completely hypnotized by his magnetic psyche. I was completely oblivious to his true desires until he made a sudden advancement I did not feel comfortable with, and so I quickly made my leave. Little did I know he had followed me home to Valhalla." Again the mistress would pause, wanting some time to pass before stuffing him with more information. "Shortly after he challenged my alpha for my head, and he was quelled by Chrysanthe, but his pride was not. He came back and challenged for me again, only this time he reigned victorious, and so like you Kismet, I was ripped from my home and sent to live within Glaciem beneath a man who I believe has forgotten about me." Her last sentence would end in a bitter tone, her tail lashing out in frustration behind her as she glanced away from Kismet. Bringing up Isardis always seemed to rub her the wrong way, since he had shown little interest in her since she had been claimed. Besides her sudden rank change she felt invisible to the pale king, hell, she saw his wife more than she saw him. "That is how I came to Glaciem, and the reason I stayed is because unlike your mother, I never had the chance to escape. My mother had drown shortly before I was abducted, and my father was claimed into Glaciem too, but he didn't show when it was time to take me there. Besides your mother I had nothing left in Valhalla, and when she was captured I was far too busy trying to get her out than myself. I tried to protect her from everything... But I couldn't. Isardis got to her when I was away, which is why you are standing here today. When Azalea got her chance to escape she took it, which is why you got the privilege to be born in Valhalla."
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Is it straight from the mold and ready to be sold?