REXANNA
in the right heaven-yellow light,
She has been summoned by the Queen, and so she answers. Wearing her best set of clothing as per the norm for Rexanna, she makes her way to the Manor to see what awaits her. There’s a bit of an unsettling feeling in her stomach, she doesn’t know what to expect, and for Rexanna that’s typically the hardest part. Many times she at least has an idea of what she’s walking into – but with Zariah, every time is unexpected and so she tries to keep her mind blank in the face of what might become of this meeting.Her heels click along the hall as the guard escorts her up toward the balcony, and she’s greeted with a crisp coolness to the air. It’s cold but not too cold, and she finds the outfit she’s worn to be perfect for a meeting outside, with a small amount of a fur scarf that covers her neck. Her hair is pulled back, dark and braided, and her eyes bright as she looks to her Queen and offers a curtsy in greeting.
Zariah greets her and she follows the gesture, taking the seat beside her Queen’s. Her eyes drift by the boy for a small moment but she says nothing unless asked. “Thank you, your Grace.” She replies, and she waits quietly to see what the rush was all about.
anything could be holy enough
to save you
