All is fair in love and war
bloodshed in velvet shades
as battles burn, but one remains
they call her Queen of Blades
Roana had asked Amalia to accompany her once again to the Mathair. This time to plant Vi's roses. Last time had been to see if she had caused the blight - and to her relief she had not. But this meeting had a dual purpose, one that she was sure would cause an argument. She could only hope that her doing something would keep Amalia from completely flying off the handle.
For a time she walked alongside the baker in silence, carrying her rose delicately, claymore unsheathed in case they were attacked as they made their way through the blighted forest. At length though, she sighed, glancing over at Amalia. "I've sought Ludo's counsel on these matters of late. I've been given a task but...I wanted to warn you of it before doing so." she said quietly. "As the Shield of Safrin, I doubt you will like it much."
For a time she walked alongside the baker in silence, carrying her rose delicately, claymore unsheathed in case they were attacked as they made their way through the blighted forest. At length though, she sighed, glancing over at Amalia. "I've sought Ludo's counsel on these matters of late. I've been given a task but...I wanted to warn you of it before doing so." she said quietly. "As the Shield of Safrin, I doubt you will like it much."
ROANA