Game Of Thrones.

The two shall be rulers one day. So powerful and righteous that not even a seven nation army would hold them back. Such painful harmony she can't disguise, it was divine; the power that will come to them. Though all this comes with patience and charismatic planning, two traits this demon has over come over the year she has been dormant in Alacritia. Thus, she and Anzhelika will conquer, every inch of these blasted lands. Though the only question now was does Anzhelika have the patience?

Superior, what sweet, sweet sorrow for those who will fall in defeat beneath their quaking might. Sinister would rule like her father before her, though there would be nary torment in her kingdom like many of these "packs. Still, her and Anzhelika will be the stories that elders tell children around a fire place. Two Goddesses that triumphantly took the bull by the horns and tamed him, thy gods will bow in there presence and no will will be safe when the two Queens come to power.

Right now Sinister too the time to rethink her tidings, searching endlessly in the dark portals that she called her mind. Wondering how to respond, for all she could really think about were the planning of this treaty, this victorious glory that she boldly craved. Though, as she was careful not to tread on thin ice, the dame will be calm and gentle with the affair that the two Queens fore-shadowed. So, at the moment all she could do now was burrow deep enough to find the right words.

Finally Sinister caught hold of the perfect miens to preach to the women, almost like the lovely piece to a puzzle. "Anzhelika my dear do not get over your head, there are many things we need to discuss before the commencement of this Empire. As I do plan on to rule by your side, there are things that need to be thoroughly thought out. For as we are two Queens of might, and intellectual embraces we do not need to fall in defeat so soon. So, walk with me, dear, as I inform you of our plans. We will rule, we will form an army, and we will be seated upon thrones made of corpses and roses. There shall be no other Goddesses that would look like perfection atop something so.. insidious."

"Speech"
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