AVDOTYA
they have achieved nothing
altered nothing
and will die for n o t h i n g
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they have achieved nothing
altered nothing
and will die for n o t h i n g
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When the dust had settled and all that remained were the stunned faces of those witness to the king’s capture, an important question now stood before them: what next?
Avdotya herself still had her eyes peeled upon the skies, unsure of what to make of what just happened. Her mind lingered on Maxence and the certain death that awaited, but it was not long until any attachments she had to the stallion were severed - just as they had been with every other soul that had perished before her eyes. She carried no interest in mourning; there were pressing issues to be dealt with now in Solterra, and the snake of a mare knew that decisions needed to be made.
As Regent, she bore a heavy hand in what was to be done next. Many would expect her to be the next in line for Solis’ crown… but there burned no desire to oversee the nation within her. In fact, as the seasons passed, Avdotya grew to abhor her place in a regime she once sought to dismantle. This was not where she belonged and her very heart knew that well; however, that was not to be known by the loyal citizens of the Day Court. Not yet.
Her gaze drew itself to Seraphina for a moment, then back to the crowd gathered around them. ”Solterra’s throne lays empty once more,” she said flatly, “let it be known that it will remain that way until Seraphina and I have discussed matters in private quarters.” Quite the conversation awaited the pair, and the sooner it could begin the better.
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