i want to teach you a lesson in the worst kind of way
still i'd trade all my tomorrows,
As everyone filters in, Rexanna’s green gaze flits to greet everyone. And finally, with the addition of Amalia, a warm smile is given to the woman. “Thanks for coming. Sorry it’s taken so long.” She manages, shifting in her seat a small amount to stand. “So I’ll get to the gist of it quickly to not take up more of your time.” Her gaze dances between her council.“I’ve talked to Amalia, and we’ve agreed to give her a somewhat higher position than before. I imagine it’s generally wanted… So instead of her being the historian I plan to make her my Hand.” Her eyes drift back to Amalia briefly before looking to Jigano and Samuel. “Which means that the duties of the historian could perhaps fit in with the outlander and natural advisor positions and you two can work together?” She muses, offering them a soft fanged smile.
“I’ve met with Neron and there are agreements in place that he will help us during the fire season, in turn id like to try and supply them with more food. Perhaps we can reach out to the Greatwood Fae for some of their soil to replenish our own and grow some other crops to help our people as well as give some to Neron for the help.” Her gaze flits to all of them but finally lands on Phoebe with a small smile.
But then the next matter takes hold. “Deimos, I’ll also need to try and figure out a way to prevent the Ascended from entering the Greatwood still.” Her gaze flits to Sam then. “And you and I need to talk to our family about it.” She hands them the note from Delah, head tilting slightly to wait until they’ve passed it around to read it.
for just one yesterday
the
PeNuMBRA
