western song

He is kind and gentle and for once she finds herself curious as to why. why would he be nice to a perfect stranger? Even she is not. She who is so diplomatic and honest does not seem to understand his willingness to speak to her so evenly. Though, at the moment she finds herself appreciative of it because he distracts her from her selfishness. He distracts her from the rotten thoughts of how she has failed so many and she thinks about how he must have helped so many because of his kindness. She offers a polite smile--though it is small, and hopes that he can take to it willingly. She does not mean to let the veil of silence that overcomes fall as it does, but since it does she waits to answer him. She looks around as though she is going to offend some listener when she speaks. When she does though, the words are velvety and warm--as his seemed to her, "Vriel," She does not speak her last name, and such reasons are precisely why she looked around. Valerius would be so offended...Chrysanthe her new and old sister. Everyone would look at her like a leper, and all of a sudden she had become one, "I shouldn't be here. I'm intruding. Apologies, stranger," Rudeness is her thought and immediately she withdraws; turning so that she does no more damage to the problem at hand. He was kind and she wishes she could offer the same kind of attention, but she cant because it strains er too much. She has changed from the woman raised by the leader named Alice. She is not a Queen or independent, she is rather a shell of her former self, and yet there is no possession to care any longer. She has already failed all of those that she loves and so can she not fail a perfect stranger? It feels perfect to her.