I am free but I am flawed

*Raisa* · 08-30-2014, 02:11 PM

Raisa clenched her teeth around a confused whine. What... what was... She didn't know what was going on. Where at this wolf come from? The words seemed to buzz in her ears, and the once-Queen could not seem to make sense of them. Who was this woman? Why did she seem so... cheerful. Raisa took a hesitant step backwards, freezing as Koros trotted hesitantly up from behind her. He said in a low, soothing voice, "Isidora, my lady is not well right now. I'm sorry to say that she doesn't remember much of her life before... well. Or even who she is." He gave the frightened, shell of a woman behind him a gentle look. He loved his liege still, no matter what state she found herself in. He was sworn to her in life and death, and he would guard and serve her all his days. This was no question, nor was it a burden, though there were nights that his worry kept him without sleep. Looking back at Isidora he sighed. "There are days that she seems better than before, though." He would not go so far as to say that this might be one of them. He would not want to bring down the mirth of the gods, to sway their generosity with his own assumptions. It was a fragile thing, he supposed. Koros was hardly a superstitious creature, but he was more than devoid of logical hope by that point. Waiting on and trying to read the will of the gods was all that was left to him.

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