warm welcomes

ZARIAH

Zariah glanced over at him with a raised brow, a playful smirk tugging at the corners of her lips. ”Good for both of us? It is a rare Launceleyn that is pleased to be in the regular presence of the Family Head.” she said lightly. A light laugh escaped her lips as she looked back out at the town and tundra. ”Though, I suppose you were always a glutton for punishment.” she remarked jokingly. Neron was rather the poster child for masochism, likely developed as a result of the sort of childhood their family inflicted upon their young.

”Then who is?” she asked him, still looking out of the place, committing it to memory as best as possible. ”It seems you’ve all the power of a monarch and you are treated as such. Is there any above you?” she asked, now curious since he felt compelled to clarify his role. Zariah merely nodded as he went on to make requests of her time and adventures. ”I can be inconspicuous if necessary. And you may certainly tell the people whatever you wish about by story of coming here. Whatever will best suit your position here. I am happy to support you however I might.” she said. Certainly she was Head of the Family, but she was no fool either to try and disrupt whatever balance and power he had found for the sake of her vanity.

heavy is the crown
but never for a queen

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