| Family drama is something she is well-accustomed to -- her various siblings had seemingly always been in a stage of conflict, constantly undermining each other in their quest to gain her sire’s approval and the power that came with it, betraying each other without a second thought if it would get them gold or glory. There had been no love lost between them, and none even considered for the half-mortal who had been a source of derision from the rest of the celestial siblings. She had survived the crab pot that had been her siblings when she had taken wing and found her home here in Novus. Some things were better left in the past, even if interfering goddesses with less sense than an ant seemed to think otherwise. Atreus reminds her of her siblings -- he oozes the arrogance of young gods playing with paltry power, and she shifts closer to the pair unconsciously, muscles tense and poised to spring between the two brothers if she should have to. “This is going to end badly,” She whispers back to the other pegasus mare, her eyes firmly fixed on the golden king and the dark healer. “.... are we supposed to intervene if things start going south?” She was sure that between the two of them, they could handle things getting messy, but… well, what kind of effect would that have on relationships between the two courts? Her attention shifts to Eulalie as the golden-haired woman speaks, and a small smile crosses her lips despite her worries. “Thank you, your majesty. Your home truly is beautiful.” She has a duty to uphold here, after all -- both as the representative of the Halcyon Unit, and in preparing to take on the role that Asterion had offered to her. |
she wasn't looking for a knight,
she was looking for a sword.
she was looking for a sword.
