The Queen raised her brow when Jahan looked away from Aamina as she responded. Something that she hadn’t expected. That was something that she would have to learn from Jahan, humility in one’s appearance. The queen was most definitely a woman to behold. With a figure to rival a woman fifteen years her younger, long, jet-black hair, and ruby eyes with a clear complexion, she was definitely beautiful. Betzalel never hesitated in telling her so either. Her confidence was definitely high in that area.
When she broached the subject of his duties, she noted that his face lit up. To easy huh? She thought to herself after filling her glass with water instead of more wine. She nearly spilled the glass in surprise when Jahan called her mother. It had been some time that she had been waiting to hear him call her that beloved word. Due to her position, not many men were to even call her a prospect in their scheme of love and war. Therefore, she had never had a child. Jahan was the closest thing to a child, as was Aamina and a few others, but none were as important to her as Jahan. The word made her smile.
“As to the first my son, you should enjoy the time while it lasts. There will be a time where you will have to rule on your own and at that point you will have Aamina there to guide you for she learns from me as well in our sessions.” She glanced at Aamina who’s underlying tone in her “stare” at the queen was reminisce of “Oh come on! You had to tell him that?!”
“The second, regarding your birth parents, I am glad that they have decided to breed a new heir. Their line has always been some of the best and their family has always been a part of my courts whether in brothers, sisters, or the heads of the household themselves. Oh, and please do refer to young Vladaar as your brother. You need to make sure to keep a tender mind towards him.” Shadows reached from her eyes for a split second before retreating. “Siblings are far too important to disregard.” She looked at him, hoping that he caught her meaning. It was definitely not something to discuss with her regarding her history.
When he turned to Aamina and asked her to look up Celeste, the Queen was in the middle of a sip of water and she spluttered in a very not-so-ladylike manner as she tried to hide her laughter. She had deviously pried out of Aamina the reason that she hated Celeste. Not only was the girl very dramatic about her situation, but she was also one that seemed to be weak to Aamina. Now the Queen had told Aamina that because she was a stoic type of person, anyone that laid themselves bare on their sleeve was going to annoy her. They did annoy the queen, but Celeste was devoted to Jahan. To Aamina, this was Celeste’s only good quality.
The Queen couldn’t even look Aamina in the eye as she stepped over to the queen, handing her a tissue. Zillah gently waved Aamina off with a grin as she pulled the rest of the water out of her lungs. She wondered what Aamina was to say.
Eveyrhting was better now. The Queen was having a grand time talking to Jahan, and Aamina was finally beginning to relax. She allowed herself to lean on the arm of the chair and place her head on her hand. Her face was still much like her element: emotionless. It was nice to hear the voice of the queen without her having to talk back to her. Talking was so overrated.
Especially when the queen mentioned her and Aamina talking together. She glanced at Jahan before “glaring” at the queen whose eyes merely twinkled.
She internalized her frustration to the woman that took her in and continued to stare at her when she spoke, then stare at Jahan when he spoke. It was definitely an interesting conversation. The queen was very secretive for a moment when speaking about siblings which Aamina only half understood. It was a story that she had yet to receive the privilege of hearing, probably never would.
Buuuut, that wasn’t all. Jahan turned to her and she turned to him, keeping her expression level. Her bangs framed her face and her short hairstyle made her look far older than she was. The light was hitting her brown eyes just right so as to give them a gentle, orange glow.
The Queen was shocked at her sudden appearance.
Aamina listened to the first few words but as soon as Jahan said the name “Celeste” her face molded into one of shock, irritation and sudden concern at the queen choking on her water. She quickly walked over to her and handed Zillah a handkerchief that she accepted but waved her off, hiding her face which was clearly mirthful in the situation.
Aamina mentally berated herself as she rewound the situation, then played it again. He wanted HER of all people to check up on Celeste. To go get that annoying, melodramatic, oh poor me, infuriating woman who pawed at the princes feet like a sniveling dog. Oh this was going to be hard. The Prince wanted her to go check up on THAT person!
“No.” She stopped and realized that she had said no. And now the queen was laughing harder.
“I-I mean of course m’Lord. I will travel to Cumulus to find that person as soon as we are done here. As long as you don’t mind me not attending the meeting we have scheduled for this afternoon.” Her words were very tight and instead of the kindness and pleasure that normally tinted her voice when she spoke, her words were chewed and spat out more out of obedience than respect.
She sat back down where she was earlier, totally not controlling her appearance, allowing herself to flop on the chair with her legs curled underneath her as she leaned on the side of the chair, staring off into the distance. Her hair covered her face now hiding the slight pout that she wore.
Why’s he have to think about HER? Well duh, he is in lordship over her. He would have to.
Viara – V
V was surprised that the older woman still remembered Mythyr. But then again, who could forget the handsome, boyish face and the fact that he was a Tri. She gently scratched part of the large sun mark that spread over her back and allowed one large ray to reach up to the base of her neck. It was really annoying for many people always asked her if she had been injured, but when she was to wear traditional clothing, as she was tonight at the dinner, the queen would consistently make her wear dressed that showed off her mark. Mythyr’s mark was easily concealable on the back of his hand. In fact, most people had a concealable mark.
She distracted herself by taking a bite of the sweet bun and chewing it a few more times before falling in step beside Julian and Mythyr. She had to warn him. Even though she didn’t really like him, Viara did, and that side of her was begging her to warn him about the people that would be there. Well, and Julian of course.
“Just be careful Mythyr. Please?” she looked at him, her golden eyes begging him to take a second to consider who was there. Not many knew about, or had truly met/worked with the young Lord until a year ago.
“Jahanshah is not one to enjoy….rambunctiousness. Neither is his constant companion, Aamina. Both are young, but quite powerful since they were trained properly. Marc and Sky you should have no issues getting along with. Celeste and Naomi are young and will probably enjoy being near you. Renzo, avoid him. Even though you share an element, avoid him. Promise, Creos, Aoi and Gear I’m not too sure about. Just, just be careful okay? Both of you?” her tone was “gentle” for her and for those that knew her, it was her only way to show that she cared for you; warn you of the bad things. She looked at Julian wondering if he understood.
“Besides, I have to keep myself in check.” She giggled at her own comment that had been whispered to herself.
“Whisper is definitely a place that is home to many,” her eyes took on a distant look as she looked at the castle that they were about to enter. “Keep in mind that all types are here, and all types are welcome. Remember that there are those that you have to be wary of, such as the Queen herself, and there are those that you can be open with like such people as Mythyr.” She said as she battled through a quick result of the poison; nausea.
Noe giggled happily as Kai ran through the tunnels. It was always quite thrilling to have him carry her when he did that especially since it reminded her of the races that they could have when she was feeling like a little girl. They did that at times just outside the forest where they could have free run. He would run on the ground and she would do her best to outfly him as high as she could. The higher she was, the harder it was to breathe even though she was a griffin. Yet, due to her not being raised as a griffin, she had to build her resilience and strength against high winds, low oxygen and a mixture of the two.
She was having a blast with the rush of knowing that Kai couldn’t see, but she could. It was definitely fun until he slid to a stop with light above them. As hands sprouted from the sand around his ankles, she felt him place his hand over her eyes and run a finger along her lips which was something that made her heart beat. The sand was irritating and now she couldn’t figure what would make him so tender about a meadow.
She made a pouty face and did her best not to get nauseous as she felt them rising up from the ground and felt him step out of something and onto the ground….she hoped. She could hear a gentle breeze that was making leaves rustle and grass sing.
Crunch … crunch … crunch.
And then he stopped walking. He sat her down on her feet where she could feel grass tickling her legs, and could tell that stone cobbles were underneath her feet.
Welcome home? But it’s not that hard to go to the flat… she thought to herself with a skeptic look on her face as Kai placed his hand back over her eyes. When the sand and his hand were removed, it all hit her.
In front of her was a wonderful looking hill, that was actually a home. There was grass that grew all around it, a wonderful cooling system, and even grew in a healthy manner until it reached the trees where the grass was covered with leaves. There was a garden that already had many plants growing in it. Her steps were cautious as she took in everything. The multi-hued steps, onyx steps, expert workmanship on the chimney, and finally the design on the door. She couldn’t help but touch it and smile as she noticed that it was her with Kai forever near her heart. As he would be for all time of course.
Without even thinking of asking Kai if it was theirs, she stepped inside to a well-lit home thanks to small sky lights around the house that brought in plenty of light. There were two windows next to her, and further in the house, she could see where they were. She stepped in further, too surprised to say anything.
The walls were solidified and would definitely not be damaged due to rain. Everything from their home was here. In the foyer where she stood were some of her pieces of artwork as well as some of the pottery that she had convinced Kai to make and allow her to glaze. They were beautiful.
As she walked further into the home, she noticed that there, to her right was a kitchen for her to cook with everything that she would ever need. Wood was even freshly stacked next to the stove. Attatched to the kitchen was a large pantry full of foods that she would eat both as a human as well as a griffin, with food for Kai as well. Across from the kitchen, on her left, was a large dining room that would be able to hold their friends should they visit, but only by expanding the small table that had room for four. If they ever decided to have children, the table was the perfect height for both adult and child. The dining room had windows that looked out into the forest, but were covered with a ledge that would allow her to open the windows without worrying about the interior becoming damp during a rainy season as they oft had.
She walked further into the home and noted that part of the house went off to the right and another to the left. On her right was a living room that would allow them to entertain their friends and family in simple comfort, nothing too lavish, for that was not the way that she and Kai operated. It looked as though the cushions were made by a plant elementian which was something that she appreciated. Some of the chairs were made of intricate stone work and her favorite picture, one of her and Kai painted by the master painter in their kingdom was framed by a very skillful piece of artwork itself. She could tell that the frame was made by her beloved Kai and no other. His knowledge of how things flowed and his own love was placed into every inch of that frame: of this house.
She turned to her left and there, she passed through another one of the large, circular archways (this one had a door) that lead into another small foyer. This one, to the right, had a door that lead into a bathroom that held a single closet where both her clothes and Kai’s were stored very neatly, much to her pleasure. The stone countertops were polished and clean with a mirror that they could share. Everything was perfect. The bathroom held one last door that lead into the bedroom. This was where her breath was absolutely taken away.
The four posts of the bed were made of living trees that grew into the dirt that their house was built out of. Above the bed, the tree branches molded into a living canopy that would forever be living. Into the bark, were detailed scrolls and the various marks that belonged to the light alliance. The branches met at the top and formed a small nest where nothing was living, but the talent was amazing. The bed itself had crisp, neat sheets that made her feel at home. The night stands were made out of dark earth, and the lanterns beside their beds were made to adhere to the nightstands. There were two small windows on either side of the bed with a larger window to their right that had a small hollow much like the one that she had grown up with in her own room. Soft billowy curtains were on each window as they were in the rest of the house.
Words couldn’t express how thrilled Noe was with the home that Kai had given her, or rather, built for them. She stepped back through the foyer and in to the living room where she decided to sit down on one of the chairs to look out one of the windows. When she looked back at Kai, her mind still absorbing the majesty and beauty of their simple, clean, yet large-enough-to-have-company, underground home, there were tears of happiness in her eyes.
“Our home.” She smiled as a happy laugh/sob escaped her. She jumped from where she was into Kai’s arms, firmly kissing him, hoping to convey her joy and happiness in what he had done. Not only was she kissing him, but she wouldn't let him go! Her hands were placed firmly on either side of his face, keeping him close to her, not realizing that she would have to breathe soon.
(( *headdesk* Noe, you must breathe!
Isa couldn’t help but giggle at Aketsu’s first comment. His brothers were definitely on the weirder side of the spectrum, but they were all highly intelligent and able to carry conversations with other nobles very easily. She was quite glad that Aketsu and his family had been put in charge of New Aero.
He spoke about his older brother, Kurago, the oldest out of the family’s children, was definitely a strapping older man which gave testament to the agelessness of the Momoa line. He was definitely smart and looked at things from all sides. Of course, he, like many, was set in his ways about King Aslano. What he said, went. What he wanted them to do, was done.
“I’m glad, although it’s horrible, to hear that Aero’s new council is far less organized. I think that the cohesion between your brothers and the other nobles definitely aids in the organization and quick conclusions that all of you are able to come up with. I just hope that this continues. What I mean, is that they will follow what my father does. If they don’t, I just don’t know what he’d do.” When Aketsu mentioned that the refugees could hide in Aero, her face became both surprised, happy and horrified. If her father found that out…
He stopped her before her mind could go any further. He took her hands gently and made a breeze blow through the window which brought a smile to her face. She looked up at her beloved as he spoke about her changing into something more comfortable to which she nodded fervently. With a quick movement, she was gone then back.
She had gone to her room and quickly changed into her favorite pair of leather pants, billowy shirt and she finally let her hair down all the way. She didn’t want to braid it, so when she arrived back to where Aketsu was, she looked like she had been riding bareback for a long time. Her hair was definitely a gorgeous mess, but a mess nonetheless.
“Okay!” she said with a grin. It was easy to cheer her up when she needed it. Such a thing as her favorite bakery definitely cheered her up. She leaned in closer to him, her eyes seeming to whirl with color. “I will never forget that I have you.” Her head tilted slightly as she looked up at Aketsu. Eeeeeyup. He was definitely amazing.