She took the drink thankfully, offering him a kind smile. “Thank you!” She chimed to him, the voice not quite matching the tone of the story, but the curse had remained in effect. She took a sip, setting it on the table beside the fireplace as she continued her story and listened intently as Jigano added his own questions in. “No siblings. I was the only one. When the Queen gave birth and the affair was known, the Queen was immediately beheaded and I was given to a midwife.” She mentioned, her eyes lingering on Jigano for a brief moment.
And while his words made sense – that she was indeed still royalty, and her husband should’ve taken it for what it was. The King had already named her his successor even if she didn’t have his blood – shouldn’t have made a difference. So she shook her head a bit sadly, poking at the fire once more before it had been able to be left alone. She moved then, taking a seat next to the table with her drink and realizing she hadn’t offered a seat for Jigano. There was a chair across from her as well as the couch she was already sitting on. She gestured with her hand to either seats with another smile. “Oh! Sit wherever you’d like.” She said to him before figuring out how best to continue the story.
“As it turns out, it makes you an enemy of the crown? Evidently I lied to him, and with me in their country they could imprison me. Which they did.” She laughed harshly at the idea, but continued regardless. “So I was in this terribly dark and draft dungeon, chained up until they knew what to do with me. My husband had a brilliant idea of taking me back to Halyven while he sacked the city to have me watch it all unfold.” She hummed, almost thoughtfully. “But he branded me with this terrible “C” shape. Stood for a great many things, his name because I was his property, C for crown, C for captive, you get the idea. He thought it’d be easy to capture me if I were to escape.” She paused once again, her eyes glancing to Jigano to see what he thought of the story so far.
“And then, we went to Halyven. My city was on fire and crumbling, and the King simply laughed to my face and took back everything he said about me being his successor. But I managed to escape in the chaos.”
And while his words made sense – that she was indeed still royalty, and her husband should’ve taken it for what it was. The King had already named her his successor even if she didn’t have his blood – shouldn’t have made a difference. So she shook her head a bit sadly, poking at the fire once more before it had been able to be left alone. She moved then, taking a seat next to the table with her drink and realizing she hadn’t offered a seat for Jigano. There was a chair across from her as well as the couch she was already sitting on. She gestured with her hand to either seats with another smile. “Oh! Sit wherever you’d like.” She said to him before figuring out how best to continue the story.
“As it turns out, it makes you an enemy of the crown? Evidently I lied to him, and with me in their country they could imprison me. Which they did.” She laughed harshly at the idea, but continued regardless. “So I was in this terribly dark and draft dungeon, chained up until they knew what to do with me. My husband had a brilliant idea of taking me back to Halyven while he sacked the city to have me watch it all unfold.” She hummed, almost thoughtfully. “But he branded me with this terrible “C” shape. Stood for a great many things, his name because I was his property, C for crown, C for captive, you get the idea. He thought it’d be easy to capture me if I were to escape.” She paused once again, her eyes glancing to Jigano to see what he thought of the story so far.
“And then, we went to Halyven. My city was on fire and crumbling, and the King simply laughed to my face and took back everything he said about me being his successor. But I managed to escape in the chaos.”
