EVELYN
They had a task, an assignment, and they were eager to impress, to prove themselves worthy of this gift bestowed upon them. When her sister had told her of the conversation with the Wraith, she had listened with rapt attention, absorbed completely. It was something that they would have to unpack further, together, at a later time.
What they could focus on in the meantime, was the Wraith's request, her instructions. Get Evie on our side. Get her to promise to protect you.
They were angelic, images of innocence, as they approached the Queen, the Evergreen. She was silent as her sister spoke, bowing her head in respect, her own azure gaze glancing, seeking something to land on, looking shyly up at the royal before them. "My Queen," she said, letting a tremor enter her voice, letting her gaze appear softer, with hints of tears pooling in the her lower lid.
"We are afraid, your grace. The door… we cannot touch it." What else could she say to start this discussion? With a soft sniffle she cleared her throat and made to provide more information. "Forgive me, I am Evelyn, and this is my sister Mabel, of the Occidendums."
What they could focus on in the meantime, was the Wraith's request, her instructions. Get Evie on our side. Get her to promise to protect you.
They were angelic, images of innocence, as they approached the Queen, the Evergreen. She was silent as her sister spoke, bowing her head in respect, her own azure gaze glancing, seeking something to land on, looking shyly up at the royal before them. "My Queen," she said, letting a tremor enter her voice, letting her gaze appear softer, with hints of tears pooling in the her lower lid.
"We are afraid, your grace. The door… we cannot touch it." What else could she say to start this discussion? With a soft sniffle she cleared her throat and made to provide more information. "Forgive me, I am Evelyn, and this is my sister Mabel, of the Occidendums."
innocence
is but an illusion
is but an illusion
