That he was all right, that there hadn’t been another deadly experience, that the world wasn’t falling apart around them, did alleviate some of her concern – softened her glance into something not so wary and cautious. Still, she couldn’t help the guard clustered around her, wary and uncertain, as Zavien seemed to unravel each and every explanation.
She wouldn’t be getting any word in edgewise – so he’d have to do with her expressions for the time being – from shock and awe at Safrin’s exclamation of his newfound title, jaw dropping and smiling in wonder, happy for his success and claim to honor, to the furrowed brows and lines forming in confusion, in bewilderment, as Sohalia seemed to be…relinquishing her title, and giving it to him.
She blinked, taking a few breaths for a moment, processing it in the span of moments, granting a small smile while she made her way through everything. “First of all, congratulations,” he of the Risen Sun. “I…what happened to Sohalia? Did-,” they’d been doing so many things for her, to place her amidst the throne she’d craved while the rest of them simply wanted their home back.
But more so – did Zavien crave all the responsibility suddenly placed upon his shoulders? Something chafed at her – maybe the unfairness of it all, to drop so many things immediately on him, after promises and allegiances had already been made well in advance…but she never quite could fixate on what the Luminary’s main responsibilities and missions had been. No matter that, for she could likely spin machinations and puzzles about Sohalia's roles for hours - he was the focus for now, and ensuring he wasn't suddenly tossed into a part he didn't deign to play. “Is that something you want?” Not because he’d been asked or demanded or handed it over, but because he yearned for the role.
She wouldn’t be getting any word in edgewise – so he’d have to do with her expressions for the time being – from shock and awe at Safrin’s exclamation of his newfound title, jaw dropping and smiling in wonder, happy for his success and claim to honor, to the furrowed brows and lines forming in confusion, in bewilderment, as Sohalia seemed to be…relinquishing her title, and giving it to him.
She blinked, taking a few breaths for a moment, processing it in the span of moments, granting a small smile while she made her way through everything. “First of all, congratulations,” he of the Risen Sun. “I…what happened to Sohalia? Did-,” they’d been doing so many things for her, to place her amidst the throne she’d craved while the rest of them simply wanted their home back.
But more so – did Zavien crave all the responsibility suddenly placed upon his shoulders? Something chafed at her – maybe the unfairness of it all, to drop so many things immediately on him, after promises and allegiances had already been made well in advance…but she never quite could fixate on what the Luminary’s main responsibilities and missions had been. No matter that, for she could likely spin machinations and puzzles about Sohalia's roles for hours - he was the focus for now, and ensuring he wasn't suddenly tossed into a part he didn't deign to play. “Is that something you want?” Not because he’d been asked or demanded or handed it over, but because he yearned for the role.
Lena
