gold is the hand you press to her hip
oh darling,
A puff of a sigh leaves her, recalling the information Deimos had given her. “I heard she was blighted.” She admits, a slight frown crossing her face – feeling somehow like it’s her fault in the end, even though it really wasn’t. “I’m sure she’ll apologize for it.” She adds, not knowing Kiada very well, but knowing how she was raised in that strange… Other memory place.At the question, though, she frowns a small amount, hands reaching up to brush along the feathers of his wings he’s cocooned them with. “Kiada and Kianzo.” She announces briefly. “Deimos was my king, yes. Ruled ever since I arrived until he died. So imagine my surprise when I arrived and he was the first person I met and we just kind of… Stood there, surprised and confused as the memories came flooding back.” She snorts.
Ah, but Kianzo. “Kianzo has been missing for a long time.” She says, a hint of sadness crossing her voice. “He went missing when I took Kiada from the Basin, from under Deimos’ rule to live in their father’s land. We found him for a brief moment, until the world fell. Then he was lost again.” She pauses in the stroking of his feathers to think a bit more on it. “She hasn’t forgiven me, and even though I’ve spoken to her here, she harbors… A lot of anger toward me, even though I’m not that same me.”
you'd even bleed preciously
REXANNA
