Sohalia
Soh wrapped her arms around her friend and squeezed, relieved and relaxing as Flora welcomed her. She released Flora long enough for the queen to tug her inside, shutting the door behind them with a click. This, at least, she understood: the desire to be strong, to be steady, to be the face of calm in an otherwise chaotic world. Hopefully Flora knew that she didn't have to be a queen with Soh. They could face this together - as equals and friends.
She steered Flora further into her home, depositing her on a couch before making her way to the kitchen. She searched in the cupboards until she found a pair of cups and filled them with water. "Here," she said to her friend as she sat nearby. "When was the last time you ate?" she asked gently. Flora would need to keep her strength up for this - for everything this meant, and for all that was to come.
Then, quietly: "How bad is it?"
She steered Flora further into her home, depositing her on a couch before making her way to the kitchen. She searched in the cupboards until she found a pair of cups and filled them with water. "Here," she said to her friend as she sat nearby. "When was the last time you ate?" she asked gently. Flora would need to keep her strength up for this - for everything this meant, and for all that was to come.
Then, quietly: "How bad is it?"
