I am free but I am flawed

*Raisa* · 08-31-2014, 04:49 AM

Koros could see that the younger fae did not have a good grasp of the situatino. He had made it his buisness to know every member of Ebony while his lady ruled, worried that what happened to Old Ebony might happen once more if the wrong sort were allowed to mince about as they pleased. Isidora, despite having ties to families in their homeland, was not the wrong sort. But Koros knew she was at times naive, and always seemed cheery. She was nothing like that now. He could speak to the fear that Raisa's state inspired in those who had once loved her for a ruler. It was devastating, but Isidora did not sneer or scowl, she moved to help. No, it seemed the bright-eyed girl would not give up quite so easily. "It's summer," she said, her voice strong but gentle in Koros's ears. When Raisa did not stop, and when Isidora turned to him, he moved with a start. How rude, he had not properly introduced himself! The smaller creature cleared his throat and bowed quickly. "Apologies, Miss. I am Koros, once and always Raisa's steward and constant companion." He looked over Raisa, and found that her shakes had calmed some, and that she watched Isidora with a keen, intent eye. Somehow it did not seem hostile or unfriendly. It was as if she was waiting for something, as if she was gazing at the night sky searching out a shooting star and afraid to blink, less she miss it. "Unfortunately yes, her shaking fits are common enough. I think it is a reaction, triggered by something within her mind." He took in a deep breath. He wanted so badly to be at Raisa's side, as much for his comfort as hers, but he dare not take another stop forward. "I want to help her," he whispered. "But it's been so long, I don't know how..."

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