It's Time To Begin, Isn't It?

*Raisa* · 09-20-2014, 02:15 PM

To say he was disturbed would be an understatement to the worth of Koros' emotional depths. He stiffened, a chill taking him over and rooting him in place. That Korrin had not answered his first question... He wondered why that might be. Not only that but the news she bore was horrendous, worse than he might have imagined. Virgil, Raisa's lover, had tried to steal the heirs of Ebony? He shuddered, surprised that he had not heard word of war. If Raisa had been in charge, it certainly would have come to that, but of course if she had been in her right mind the chance never would have occurred. He allowed another quiver to rack him. "Of course," he agreed. "The family must stay together if they are to survive." To think that the princess Valeriya was leading Ebony at such a tender age... He was not certain she was capable of such things just yet. He remembered her as a trouble maker, prone to shirking her responsibility. Hardly as a Queen. "I believe Raisa would want to make amends."

When he turned to face her he found such a blatant look of shock on her face that it made him queasy. He had never seen such a medley of bewilderment and fear and rage within her mixed gaze. He could do little to pick the information apart before his Queen surged to her feet and leveled the young fox with a steady gaze. She would not speak, but he felt her intent. "Please, Korrin. If you would take us to your master." His words were quiet but urgent, and his gaze did not deviate from the ashen woman who now stood above him. There was a rigidity in her spine that he had not seen for moons, a resolute determination that spoke of will and intent to live and be and fight. It was enough to fill his bloodstream with butterflies, but a fair few of them were nervous. I can only hope that this is wise...

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