The Next Generation

Zariah Be dangerous darling, for the world rises and falls at your feet. Her smile would have faltered, were her gaze not so trained to remain however she placed it. Clearly her magic did not work as well on Rexanna as she might have hoped. The queen withdrew her hand from the young woman’s arm, sipping at her wine. ”It is a lot I suppose, though I would have though this quite blissful news, with very few if any downsides.” She said, gaze moving out towards the view for a moment, before sliding back to Rexanna. ”I do recall you agreeing to support me publically for Bastien’s freedom…what greater support statement could you make than marrying one of our own? And really…it is a bit hurtful your hesitancy. I am offering you quite a lot.” she said, eyeing the woman carefully. Familial connections to the royal family, the children she wanted, and still with the man she loved at her side – really what more could she want?