in a world where you can do anything: love
the honeysuckle princess
Oh, Phoebe stopped. But not out of reverence for the Queen. Her rage had simply found a new target.The midwife turned slowly, brown eyes burning with untempered anger as she glared down the row towards the Queen. Her shoulders squared as she lifted her head hugh, as she might've once done in the courts of Northwind and Northaven, but there was no respect for this monarch in her gaze. Her lips pursed with disdain - this Ascended who dared act like she cared about the safety of the people.
"How convenient of you to suddenly care for the safety of the people, when it is you and your ilk that have spread the blight that is killing our people, the Fae, and the Greatwood." she said loudly, a challenge, tone so distorted by her wrath that any who knew her might struggle to recognize the usually calm and kind midwife. "My allegiance is to King Ronin, and King Ronin alone. Go bitch to your not-goddess about it Ascended wretch." she hissed, turning once more to leave.
This time Pim stood between Wessex and Phoebe, snarling a low warning and rainbow lightning crackled around his silvery fangs, ready to protect his companion as she made her retreat.
PHOEBE
