He wasn't quite sure what happened, he wasn't even sure it had happened, the pain that he felt was excruciating, so agonising, he produced no sound as his face contorted in pain and surprise, as if his very voice had left him. He crumpled in an instant, vision blurred. It all felt so distant, the world seem to leave him behind, and there was her voice, that... soothing, comforting voice. He strained, as if trying to listen as hard as he could to it. Images flashed through his mind, Zariah... her elegance, commanding presence, maybe... serving her wasn't so bad? Maybe it was the right thing to do. No- what. But she. She wasn't- He couldn't think he couldn't get her out of his head, as if her very being was pushing its way into his subconscious.
He murmured incoherently up at her, barely keeping himself from slipping into unconsciousness. It was if a weight had been lifted, what was the point of defying her? She clearly knew what was best, why not be on her side. Yes, it all felt so clear, he wasn't going to defy her, she was what this land needed, a strong head of state, someone to keep order, keep the peace and he would serve her, as only a good soldier did, he would follow her into the very maw of hell if she so wished it.
It all became so clear to Eli, she was his Queen. There was no room for doubt anymore.
He murmured incoherently up at her, barely keeping himself from slipping into unconsciousness. It was if a weight had been lifted, what was the point of defying her? She clearly knew what was best, why not be on her side. Yes, it all felt so clear, he wasn't going to defy her, she was what this land needed, a strong head of state, someone to keep order, keep the peace and he would serve her, as only a good soldier did, he would follow her into the very maw of hell if she so wished it.
It all became so clear to Eli, she was his Queen. There was no room for doubt anymore.
