From the Sea, to the Fields, and to the Court - Terrastella, the name that encompassed the province - Indrani finally made her way to present herself to those who were monarchy here. It was different up here, but similar to whence she had come from. She was a princess by name more than right, as she was never to take the mantle but it was not a part of life she desired. Indrani, for all her shallow and quick to judge behaviours, was one who loved her sisters and her family and cared more for their happiness and continued wellbeing. She would sing for them, dance in the water, and she enjoyed crafting with them but she loved to sing for them the most, delighting in how much they enjoyed her.
They all did, and so Indrani had become the Siren of Minn and known for that voice. Would it sound the same here, above the waves? She’d sung lightly to herself, surprised by the difference but pleased it sounded clear, a clarity that could not be heard for the density of the water. Her voice would not be as strongly projected in the air, she thought.
She’d learn. Even walking was still strange, as she moved with delicate steps and a strange appearance that made it seem like she was both about to fall on to her face but balanced and well practised. It was strange, walking, but she was finding it easier the more she did it.
Anything faster was for now out of the question.
In the Court, though, Indrani stopped. Her head lifted and watched the life here. She was a stranger… but one who had come to see and give what she might, and have this life above the waves.
One she’d wanted for longer than she’d care to admit...
They all did, and so Indrani had become the Siren of Minn and known for that voice. Would it sound the same here, above the waves? She’d sung lightly to herself, surprised by the difference but pleased it sounded clear, a clarity that could not be heard for the density of the water. Her voice would not be as strongly projected in the air, she thought.
She’d learn. Even walking was still strange, as she moved with delicate steps and a strange appearance that made it seem like she was both about to fall on to her face but balanced and well practised. It was strange, walking, but she was finding it easier the more she did it.
Anything faster was for now out of the question.
In the Court, though, Indrani stopped. Her head lifted and watched the life here. She was a stranger… but one who had come to see and give what she might, and have this life above the waves.
One she’d wanted for longer than she’d care to admit...
