if I had a heart I would love you (EBONY)
09-26-2014, 12:02 PM
Valeriya was at once overjoyed. Katja had struck out on a quest of her own and succeeded. Val had not gotten many details from the sooty femme before her departure, but she had heard enough of the once-Queen's announcement to know that this had been her intention. She moved to congratulate her mentor, but she continued to speak. An alliance would suit the younger auburn fae just fine, and she had a mind to say so, despite Katja's seemingly rambling torrent. "Katja, there is nothing that would keep my kin and I from your side should-" She attempted to speak over the older woman, but her voice trailed off as her words sank in. She had taken... Olympus? Valeriya's vision darkened at the edges and her ears began to ring. Whether it was anger or apprehension that brought about the tilt in the earth, or even whence they had come... she could not say. Hearing the name of her pseudo mother set her head to spinning. She shook her broad skull slowly from side to side, trying to chase the thoughts away, not wanting to consider their weight. The woman who had stolen her siblings... Who had turned Svet into a monster. Kassander had not been the same since her return either, and she had oft wondered if his discomfort's source lay within their pack borders. Virgil could burn for all she cared, and the gods could strike her down for saying so. She was no family of hers, adoptive mother or not. If she had borne them any love at all the golden goddess would not have treated them the way she did but... The children were innocent, at least as far as she knew! To think of any of them holed up somewhere that was foreign to them, to be crushed as her own loved ones had been. It was a hard thing to consider. She saw their faces in her mind, rotund in youth and joyful in their ignorance, overlapped with the idea of imprisonment. She swallowed hard, almost choking with the effort of it. She felt ice cold, despite the heat of the day. "Is there any other way?" He voice was thick with emotion, a toxic mixture of anger lacking a target and a sister's fear for those she was not sure she loved. "Katja, Svetlana's imprisonment ruined her. We may not share blood, but Virgil's children are Raisa's as well. I would see Virgil bleed out and rot where she fell for what she has done to my siblings, I could not bear to come to look at you in the same light. Separate them from their blood kin if you must, I wouldn't ask you to deny the spoils of a victory or a lesson well learned for the scumblood who acted against my family, but..." She worked her jaw, worried her teeth, gnashed them together in indecision. Her head was spinning and she sat down with a graceless 'thwump.' "What if they came here? This is where Raisa's children belong, do they not? Where they will be safe?" It was soft. Soft and a shameful weakness she had trouble expressing to the warlike woman who had spent a good portion of Val's childhood rearing her siblings and teaching them her ways and customs. It was a low blow, hinting at the oath sworn to her mother, but Val couldn't bear the thought of standing by while something like this went on... if she could help it. Would she stand against Katja is stark opposition? No, of course not. She could never. And if her mentor believed that this was the course that must be followed, that her gods demanded it... Well, Valeriya would acquiesce. But she could help envisioning her mother's face if were to come upon them at that instant, overhearing what had been said. |
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