Post by Sang on Dec 14, 2012 20:07:36 GMT -5
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FOR THE SINS OF OUR FATHERS
- - - - FOR THE SINS OF OUR YOUNG
Today was turning out to be a very long day. As per protocol, several times a season Queen Arsenic would open her court up to anyone within the capital’s population to come seek her out and express any concerns they were having. Typically these sessions caused her to be non-plused about the issues brought up, as they were very few and far between despite the kingdom teetering on the edge of war. But today was different, or rather was going to be very soon.
Arsenic had heard the tales of a stallion that had come to her city, causing quite a stir from his scared body, and less then savory ideals. Her informants had told her that he was from a far off land, where slaving and corruption had ruled, casting a dark shadow over all who came in contact with it. He was ruthless and cared not for the lives of others, but instead rather the thrill of the chase, and kill. While this all could be simply rumor, the young black mare wanted to meet said hessian in person, for though she valued the life of her subjects, someone of his…abilities could potentially have use. She could not however just allow him to run-amuck causing trouble within the safe walls of her city, so she had resolved to give him an ultimatum if deemed necessary.
This is why Arsenic had asked her guard captain to be here for all the proceedings of the day, though she had a score of protection within and just outside the room itself, she valued his opinion and protection above those who served him. One might ask why she had asked Javier Sloel to stand council beside in this instance instead of her general at arms, and the fact was, the stallion that currently held the position was old, he had served her parents well while they had lived, but he was being to show age and passitivity ever since they had arrived upon the shores of Ilosia. She needed someone who was willing to stand by her side and lead the charge into a bright new future for her people, and so far, Javier had seem to do just that.
It was several more hours before most of the public had finally left the main hall and the young queen had moved towards her private chambers. The sun was now descending from its apex, and any remaining visitors (including her expected guest) would be escorted by the guards to her. She was restless, this was clearly apparent by the fact she had for the last half hour or so been pacing back and forth, hooves clattering against the stone tiled floor at the back of the well lit room.
How much longer would it take?
As if by chance as soon as the thought had passed her mind, the sound of stomping hooves and sharp bugles from the stallions standing outside her doorway drew her movements to a standstill, muscles quivering and tightening as Arsenic shifted her frame towards the heavy oaken doors. Shifting her weight, her head lifted sharply, a stony expression crossing her muzzle as she cast her green eyes briefly to her captain of the guard briefly, the door slowly opening.
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