REXANNA
they say the loveliest angels
make the cruelest demons
She listens to Remi as they fly, sending a beaming feeling of joy and laughter to him as he remarks about Asciend as well. It was a little thing, but she appreciates it all the same. If she had a choice she would have burned that castle to the ground. As it stands now? She is far away from it, having given up titles and nobility to become this. And she listens on when he remarks about the draft, a feeling of nodding along beside him. “I was married to the Prince of Asciend to cease the war between our countries. And yet, war destroyed it anyway.” She offers a bit solemnly.
“The land is small enough that it would be difficult to amass any kind of army without leaving us empty handed by the producers. In Halyven and Asciend, the lands were vast. Even with drafts, Halyven only took one male from each family, keeping the country running while we retained our resources.” She explains. And had a family only bore a son, with no father left in the picture? They were spared. Thankfully. But she listens further as Remi speaks of the Fae now, wings beating against the currents.
A hum of amusement slips toward him while she does her best to keep it under wraps. “Rule number one, Remi darling, a meeting of sorts to garner an idea of what they’re like goes a long way.” She retorts, a bright trill of humor bracing through it. Though she couldn’t blame him or any of them for that matter. She had made the mistakes more than once, and they had no idea the Fae were right outside their doorstep.
As he continues, however, she swoops and dives, learning the edges of the power as she does so. “You cannot make everyone happy. It’s about compromising for the best outcome for the people. I told Wessex just as much.” She admits, though she didn’t exactly tell the Queen, it had simply come up in conversation. But the Wraith had mulled it over. And it was the least bit of help the Penumbra could give. “Perhaps they need a mediator?” Another humorous feeling sent his way.
“The land is small enough that it would be difficult to amass any kind of army without leaving us empty handed by the producers. In Halyven and Asciend, the lands were vast. Even with drafts, Halyven only took one male from each family, keeping the country running while we retained our resources.” She explains. And had a family only bore a son, with no father left in the picture? They were spared. Thankfully. But she listens further as Remi speaks of the Fae now, wings beating against the currents.
A hum of amusement slips toward him while she does her best to keep it under wraps. “Rule number one, Remi darling, a meeting of sorts to garner an idea of what they’re like goes a long way.” She retorts, a bright trill of humor bracing through it. Though she couldn’t blame him or any of them for that matter. She had made the mistakes more than once, and they had no idea the Fae were right outside their doorstep.
As he continues, however, she swoops and dives, learning the edges of the power as she does so. “You cannot make everyone happy. It’s about compromising for the best outcome for the people. I told Wessex just as much.” She admits, though she didn’t exactly tell the Queen, it had simply come up in conversation. But the Wraith had mulled it over. And it was the least bit of help the Penumbra could give. “Perhaps they need a mediator?” Another humorous feeling sent his way.
your fall was not
an accident
you were chosen
for the damned
