Arriving at the scene, the woman would swiftly approach the gathering crowd. Queen Cataleya had already seated herself on the outskirts, with another unfamiliar white damsel following after. The scent of these woods was of a pack, yet it was stale and lifeless. Ah, this forest was once the territory of a kingdom. A crumbled kingdom. Her brow was lifted in an intrigued and interested way. Had the young man by the name of Valentine come to claim these lands for his own domain? Interesting and intriguing indeed. It was only the beginning of his taste of power and glory.
"A weak and cowardly empire falls," The warrior spat her words venomously, a cyan fire burning with wickedness and vile. She gave a brief bow to the future King, her unforgiving and cold eyes sharply meeting his. "I have no doubts. This will be a strong and thriving empire."
The female soon snapped her attention to the rogue who had wandered into the claim. Nothing but a snort would escape her maw. Did this loner expect to just merrily stroll along and become a part of this new pack? Highly unlikely. The dame would next seat herself, exchanging quick glances with the ivory girl and the Arcanum queen.
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