BEATRIX
Beatrix and Jace indeed had not been living in the Manor. They were the children of a former queen. What if the new one wanted to kill them so her reign wasn't challenged? What if people that didn't like their mom decided they wanted to get rid of them too? The Manor was the first place they would look! So after Edrei has died, Beatrix had made herself a little fort in the ruins. It was a survival shelter just like her mom and Aunt taught her to make. Snow was packed up around the cracks of the structure. Rocks and snow held down twigs and stolen blankets for the roof and door, with only a small hole at the top for smoke to go out of from the fire.
Inside wasn't....awful. There were more stolen blankets and food, as well as flint for starting fires. But when Bea heard Loren, she poked her head out. "What are you doin' here?" she huffed at him. She was clearly dirty, still wearing Edrei's military jacket and a hat and scarf she had gotten from who knew where. Jace poked his head out too, or what was likely his head. He had a hat on that was far too big, a big jacket and a scarf covering most of his face. Only his big eyes blinked up at Loren. The young boy waved at him with a hand in a mitten that was clearly far too large for him.
Inside wasn't....awful. There were more stolen blankets and food, as well as flint for starting fires. But when Bea heard Loren, she poked her head out. "What are you doin' here?" she huffed at him. She was clearly dirty, still wearing Edrei's military jacket and a hat and scarf she had gotten from who knew where. Jace poked his head out too, or what was likely his head. He had a hat on that was far too big, a big jacket and a scarf covering most of his face. Only his big eyes blinked up at Loren. The young boy waved at him with a hand in a mitten that was clearly far too large for him.
I'm young and I love to be young
I'm free and I love to be free
To live my life they way I want
To say and do whatever I please
