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The dice has been cast and the kindling of resentment lit. The rumoured appearance of the Queen of Athenia Persephone of Xanthos has led the politicians of the kingdom to demand the opening of the Senate. Whilst no-one seems willing to spark the ire of those in control of the royal palace by openly making their demands clear, the crowds outside the Senate doors are speaking volumes as the senatorial men of the capitol make their message known through sheer force of numbers. Not just men are in attendance, however, for the women of the court and Dynasteias are standing by their menfolk and joining them in the convergence outside the Senate doors, eager to listen to the gossip and news from the festival and witness for the themselves just what the newly engaged Elias of Stravos and Emilia of Xanthos might declare over the heads of those they plan to rule... For how can they become the self-prophecised King and Queen of Athenia if gossip is true and Queen Persephone is, in fact, alive?
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The dice has been cast and the kindling of resentment lit. The rumoured appearance of the Queen of Athenia Persephone of Xanthos has led the politicians of the kingdom to demand the opening of the Senate. Whilst no-one seems willing to spark the ire of those in control of the royal palace by openly making their demands clear, the crowds outside the Senate doors are speaking volumes as the senatorial men of the capitol make their message known through sheer force of numbers. Not just men are in attendance, however, for the women of the court and Dynasteias are standing by their menfolk and joining them in the convergence outside the Senate doors, eager to listen to the gossip and news from the festival and witness for the themselves just what the newly engaged Elias of Stravos and Emilia of Xanthos might declare over the heads of those they plan to rule... For how can they become the self-prophecised King and Queen of Athenia if gossip is true and Queen Persephone is, in fact, alive?
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The dice has been cast and the kindling of resentment lit. The rumoured appearance of the Queen of Athenia Persephone of Xanthos has led the politicians of the kingdom to demand the opening of the Senate. Whilst no-one seems willing to spark the ire of those in control of the royal palace by openly making their demands clear, the crowds outside the Senate doors are speaking volumes as the senatorial men of the capitol make their message known through sheer force of numbers. Not just men are in attendance, however, for the women of the court and Dynasteias are standing by their menfolk and joining them in the convergence outside the Senate doors, eager to listen to the gossip and news from the festival and witness for the themselves just what the newly engaged Elias of Stravos and Emilia of Xanthos might declare over the heads of those they plan to rule... For how can they become the self-prophecised King and Queen of Athenia if gossip is true and Queen Persephone is, in fact, alive?
He was a man of few words, but the Lord Stravos hoped that his presence here, among the men of the Senate would speak volumes of where his loyalties were supposed to lie. Appearing every part of the impartial senator even though his son had just publically found himself engaged to the young Princess Emilia of Xanthos, Keikelius had decidedly taken the opportunity to show up and be present. Because that was what would be expected of him. In this moment, he had no affiliation with the future King and Queen of Athenia, only the lawmakers that truly laid the laws of the land.
Dressed in a dark chiton very much unlike his house, Lord Keikelius' aim was not to show any loyalty to any of the noble or royal houses of Athenia. The goal was to ensure that the people realized he fought for them and potentially did not agree with what it was his son was doing. Now that Queen Persephone had been spotted in the streets, Keikelius was not alright with Elias marrying Princess Emilia. That would be marrying down unless the queen was well and truly taken care of.
That was unlikely to happen now that the people had seen her. To take such drastic measures would see the kingdom in a civil war, with both sides fighting for footing. Even the commonfolk would become unruly, and that would not do. It wouldn't do at all. They needed the support of the people. Both sides would need the people to back them or else the likelihood of a new Kingdom order coming about was high.
Peposterous, but not unlikely. That, or the Egyptians would wipe them out while they squabbled amonst one another.
Also peposterous.
Stepping slowly into the crowds outside of the Dikastirio, Lord Keikelius set his sights on gathering with a few of the other senators. It was time for the Senate to open, and even Elias could no longer deny that. Without the ruling class doing what they did best, ruling, the state of Athenia was likely to grow more and more dire. Both financially and politically. The Stravos were likely not the only family with a plan to take over, and despite Elias' best efforts, his vice grip on Athenia was bound to lead to his death if he did not begin to toe the line.
Keikelius skirted toward the forefront of the group, standing with a few of the straggling senators so that he could watch the gathering of commoners nd nobles alike. There was little way that Elias would be able to contain this large of a group if things grew nasty, and even Keikelius was thinking about how relieving it would be to return to his own duties. Trade had obviously dwindled since the start of the Greecian war with Egypt, but it had suffered more because there was no true platform for Keikelius to work. To watch his carefully manicured Athenian economy begin to wilt was not something the man took great pride in.
His hope was that there would be some movement today, if only for the good of the Kingdom as a whole and not just Elias' own plans and political maneuvering.
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He was a man of few words, but the Lord Stravos hoped that his presence here, among the men of the Senate would speak volumes of where his loyalties were supposed to lie. Appearing every part of the impartial senator even though his son had just publically found himself engaged to the young Princess Emilia of Xanthos, Keikelius had decidedly taken the opportunity to show up and be present. Because that was what would be expected of him. In this moment, he had no affiliation with the future King and Queen of Athenia, only the lawmakers that truly laid the laws of the land.
Dressed in a dark chiton very much unlike his house, Lord Keikelius' aim was not to show any loyalty to any of the noble or royal houses of Athenia. The goal was to ensure that the people realized he fought for them and potentially did not agree with what it was his son was doing. Now that Queen Persephone had been spotted in the streets, Keikelius was not alright with Elias marrying Princess Emilia. That would be marrying down unless the queen was well and truly taken care of.
That was unlikely to happen now that the people had seen her. To take such drastic measures would see the kingdom in a civil war, with both sides fighting for footing. Even the commonfolk would become unruly, and that would not do. It wouldn't do at all. They needed the support of the people. Both sides would need the people to back them or else the likelihood of a new Kingdom order coming about was high.
Peposterous, but not unlikely. That, or the Egyptians would wipe them out while they squabbled amonst one another.
Also peposterous.
Stepping slowly into the crowds outside of the Dikastirio, Lord Keikelius set his sights on gathering with a few of the other senators. It was time for the Senate to open, and even Elias could no longer deny that. Without the ruling class doing what they did best, ruling, the state of Athenia was likely to grow more and more dire. Both financially and politically. The Stravos were likely not the only family with a plan to take over, and despite Elias' best efforts, his vice grip on Athenia was bound to lead to his death if he did not begin to toe the line.
Keikelius skirted toward the forefront of the group, standing with a few of the straggling senators so that he could watch the gathering of commoners nd nobles alike. There was little way that Elias would be able to contain this large of a group if things grew nasty, and even Keikelius was thinking about how relieving it would be to return to his own duties. Trade had obviously dwindled since the start of the Greecian war with Egypt, but it had suffered more because there was no true platform for Keikelius to work. To watch his carefully manicured Athenian economy begin to wilt was not something the man took great pride in.
His hope was that there would be some movement today, if only for the good of the Kingdom as a whole and not just Elias' own plans and political maneuvering.
He was a man of few words, but the Lord Stravos hoped that his presence here, among the men of the Senate would speak volumes of where his loyalties were supposed to lie. Appearing every part of the impartial senator even though his son had just publically found himself engaged to the young Princess Emilia of Xanthos, Keikelius had decidedly taken the opportunity to show up and be present. Because that was what would be expected of him. In this moment, he had no affiliation with the future King and Queen of Athenia, only the lawmakers that truly laid the laws of the land.
Dressed in a dark chiton very much unlike his house, Lord Keikelius' aim was not to show any loyalty to any of the noble or royal houses of Athenia. The goal was to ensure that the people realized he fought for them and potentially did not agree with what it was his son was doing. Now that Queen Persephone had been spotted in the streets, Keikelius was not alright with Elias marrying Princess Emilia. That would be marrying down unless the queen was well and truly taken care of.
That was unlikely to happen now that the people had seen her. To take such drastic measures would see the kingdom in a civil war, with both sides fighting for footing. Even the commonfolk would become unruly, and that would not do. It wouldn't do at all. They needed the support of the people. Both sides would need the people to back them or else the likelihood of a new Kingdom order coming about was high.
Peposterous, but not unlikely. That, or the Egyptians would wipe them out while they squabbled amonst one another.
Also peposterous.
Stepping slowly into the crowds outside of the Dikastirio, Lord Keikelius set his sights on gathering with a few of the other senators. It was time for the Senate to open, and even Elias could no longer deny that. Without the ruling class doing what they did best, ruling, the state of Athenia was likely to grow more and more dire. Both financially and politically. The Stravos were likely not the only family with a plan to take over, and despite Elias' best efforts, his vice grip on Athenia was bound to lead to his death if he did not begin to toe the line.
Keikelius skirted toward the forefront of the group, standing with a few of the straggling senators so that he could watch the gathering of commoners nd nobles alike. There was little way that Elias would be able to contain this large of a group if things grew nasty, and even Keikelius was thinking about how relieving it would be to return to his own duties. Trade had obviously dwindled since the start of the Greecian war with Egypt, but it had suffered more because there was no true platform for Keikelius to work. To watch his carefully manicured Athenian economy begin to wilt was not something the man took great pride in.
His hope was that there would be some movement today, if only for the good of the Kingdom as a whole and not just Elias' own plans and political maneuvering.
Words and whispers rippled through the city like the chill breeze off the ocean, autumn bringing what could only cause more unrest to the city and people of Athenia. Cicero had kept a close eye on things since the events of the festival, since the abrupt announcement of a royal engagement had been overshadowed by a rumoured sighting of the absent Queen. The Master of Secrets had spoken to those who claimed to have laid eyes upon the Persephone of Xanthos, had enquired as to her companions and found himself in no doubt that she had been there. And now he was doing all he could -publicly- to assist in discovering her whereabouts. Privately, Cicero had already narrowed it down, and he had yet to decide how he would next move in confirming his suspicions.
There were many pieces at play, and his was not a position best supported by outwardly showing support for either one of the emerging ‘sides’ in this scenario. And so he did what he did best, he listened and gathered the facts. Drew out more than what people meant to say, and made sure he was in the right place and the right time to see how the tableau unfolded.
Such as outside the dikastirio when his fellow senators finally tired of the lack of information from the Crown, when questions that had been muttered began to be spoken aloud and with a growing dissatisfaction.The Master of Secrets stood a little way back from the main doors, unobtrusively positioned but close enough to see and hear what was happening. He was garbed in a decidedly neutral grey, his dark hair swept back away from his face, his expression set into its usual impassivity as he regarded those who arrived and those who had not. Elysia had arrived with him, but as was often the case, he’d left her chattering away with some of the ladies of court and struck out on his own.
The arrival of the Master of Trade to stand outside of the doors with the rest of them garnered his attention, and Cicero watched him for a moment, for here was a man with a vested interest in recent events if there was one. The ambition that Keikelus of Stravos possessed was no secret, and there was certainly a suggestion that the return of Queen Persephone would throw a block in the road when it came to his son’s would be ascension to the throne. Cicero had been observing what appeared to be a slight rift within the Stravos ranks with some interest and wondered if this was yet more sign of that. Surely it would be more beneficial for the Keikulus to speak directly with his newly betrothed son than to linger outside the dikastirio with those less closely connected to the decision makers?
The former Head of House seemed willing to take a back seat in proceedings today, merely standing back and watching the gathering grow in number and in vociferousness. Cicero moved to stand beside the man’s elbow, and asked in a low voice. “Will they open the doors before they are knocked down do you suppose, Lord Keikulus? It would do well not to let it get that far….”
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Words and whispers rippled through the city like the chill breeze off the ocean, autumn bringing what could only cause more unrest to the city and people of Athenia. Cicero had kept a close eye on things since the events of the festival, since the abrupt announcement of a royal engagement had been overshadowed by a rumoured sighting of the absent Queen. The Master of Secrets had spoken to those who claimed to have laid eyes upon the Persephone of Xanthos, had enquired as to her companions and found himself in no doubt that she had been there. And now he was doing all he could -publicly- to assist in discovering her whereabouts. Privately, Cicero had already narrowed it down, and he had yet to decide how he would next move in confirming his suspicions.
There were many pieces at play, and his was not a position best supported by outwardly showing support for either one of the emerging ‘sides’ in this scenario. And so he did what he did best, he listened and gathered the facts. Drew out more than what people meant to say, and made sure he was in the right place and the right time to see how the tableau unfolded.
Such as outside the dikastirio when his fellow senators finally tired of the lack of information from the Crown, when questions that had been muttered began to be spoken aloud and with a growing dissatisfaction.The Master of Secrets stood a little way back from the main doors, unobtrusively positioned but close enough to see and hear what was happening. He was garbed in a decidedly neutral grey, his dark hair swept back away from his face, his expression set into its usual impassivity as he regarded those who arrived and those who had not. Elysia had arrived with him, but as was often the case, he’d left her chattering away with some of the ladies of court and struck out on his own.
The arrival of the Master of Trade to stand outside of the doors with the rest of them garnered his attention, and Cicero watched him for a moment, for here was a man with a vested interest in recent events if there was one. The ambition that Keikelus of Stravos possessed was no secret, and there was certainly a suggestion that the return of Queen Persephone would throw a block in the road when it came to his son’s would be ascension to the throne. Cicero had been observing what appeared to be a slight rift within the Stravos ranks with some interest and wondered if this was yet more sign of that. Surely it would be more beneficial for the Keikulus to speak directly with his newly betrothed son than to linger outside the dikastirio with those less closely connected to the decision makers?
The former Head of House seemed willing to take a back seat in proceedings today, merely standing back and watching the gathering grow in number and in vociferousness. Cicero moved to stand beside the man’s elbow, and asked in a low voice. “Will they open the doors before they are knocked down do you suppose, Lord Keikulus? It would do well not to let it get that far….”
Words and whispers rippled through the city like the chill breeze off the ocean, autumn bringing what could only cause more unrest to the city and people of Athenia. Cicero had kept a close eye on things since the events of the festival, since the abrupt announcement of a royal engagement had been overshadowed by a rumoured sighting of the absent Queen. The Master of Secrets had spoken to those who claimed to have laid eyes upon the Persephone of Xanthos, had enquired as to her companions and found himself in no doubt that she had been there. And now he was doing all he could -publicly- to assist in discovering her whereabouts. Privately, Cicero had already narrowed it down, and he had yet to decide how he would next move in confirming his suspicions.
There were many pieces at play, and his was not a position best supported by outwardly showing support for either one of the emerging ‘sides’ in this scenario. And so he did what he did best, he listened and gathered the facts. Drew out more than what people meant to say, and made sure he was in the right place and the right time to see how the tableau unfolded.
Such as outside the dikastirio when his fellow senators finally tired of the lack of information from the Crown, when questions that had been muttered began to be spoken aloud and with a growing dissatisfaction.The Master of Secrets stood a little way back from the main doors, unobtrusively positioned but close enough to see and hear what was happening. He was garbed in a decidedly neutral grey, his dark hair swept back away from his face, his expression set into its usual impassivity as he regarded those who arrived and those who had not. Elysia had arrived with him, but as was often the case, he’d left her chattering away with some of the ladies of court and struck out on his own.
The arrival of the Master of Trade to stand outside of the doors with the rest of them garnered his attention, and Cicero watched him for a moment, for here was a man with a vested interest in recent events if there was one. The ambition that Keikelus of Stravos possessed was no secret, and there was certainly a suggestion that the return of Queen Persephone would throw a block in the road when it came to his son’s would be ascension to the throne. Cicero had been observing what appeared to be a slight rift within the Stravos ranks with some interest and wondered if this was yet more sign of that. Surely it would be more beneficial for the Keikulus to speak directly with his newly betrothed son than to linger outside the dikastirio with those less closely connected to the decision makers?
The former Head of House seemed willing to take a back seat in proceedings today, merely standing back and watching the gathering grow in number and in vociferousness. Cicero moved to stand beside the man’s elbow, and asked in a low voice. “Will they open the doors before they are knocked down do you suppose, Lord Keikulus? It would do well not to let it get that far….”
It wasn’t like Adrestus to be anywhere near the senate doors, he had practically ignored the senate for the majority of his life. Today was different then all others, and he arrived right in front of the doors he had been avoiding for years. Adrestus was head to toe in noble clothing, a nervous grin emerging on his face. The Nikolaos heir stood back from the men of the senate, feeling and looking a bit out of place. He felt off center, and cursed his father in his head for making him be more active in noble life. He had come to Athenia to do his father’s bidding, but… there was still a deep sense of not having an attachment of things that happened on land. His heart was in the sea. He was here because of his strict duty to his family, and as much as he hated it…. He knew he at least had to try. Adrestus smoothed his clothes to make sure they looked presentable, as he looked around to who was there. He heard whispering of the gossip from the festival, which he still couldn't remember. He remembered Ismene, and acquiring wine, and a table… and that was it. He himself wasn’t convinced that the Queen had been there, but again, Adrestus wasn’t a great source with a foggy memory.
He noticed Keikelus within the crowd, and saw Cicero there with him. Adrestus’s contracts with the Stravos were still ongoing, but since the chaos of war, and the uneasiness with Athenia’s political fronts continued, trade hadn’t been what it used to be. Adre worked hard though, and money was still pretty good enough for his family to continue with the connection. He knew he at least had an obligation to make his presence known. He stepped forward, and slowly waved towards Keik. “Lord Keikelius, hello.” Adrestus spoke calmly and politely nodded towards Cicero. He didn’t know the man, as he had just arrived that month to Athenia after years of not being around. He was sure he didn’t know many faces, even though he still noticed a lot who he had met in his past. He glanced around for someone who he could actually converse with, as he didn’t have much to say to the men in front of him. If Keik had something to say to him, he’d listen, but…. Suddenly he saw Marietta in the corner of his eye, and Adrestus perked up. He flashed a smile. “Excuse me…”
The noble quickly turned and walked fast paced towards the royal lady, and bowed dramatically. “You’re looking stunning, as usual Marietta,” He spoke in a more confident voice. His eyes gleamed in flirtatious flair, and he moved closer to her. “What have you heard about the festival?” He asked cautiously, wondering if Hector had told her about his drunkenness. He wasn’t sure he wanted Marietta to know how foolish he had been in public. He touched her arm. “I’m really glad that you are here.” He gave her a happy smile. Not that he would expect her to not be here, but he was just happy he could be around her.
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It wasn’t like Adrestus to be anywhere near the senate doors, he had practically ignored the senate for the majority of his life. Today was different then all others, and he arrived right in front of the doors he had been avoiding for years. Adrestus was head to toe in noble clothing, a nervous grin emerging on his face. The Nikolaos heir stood back from the men of the senate, feeling and looking a bit out of place. He felt off center, and cursed his father in his head for making him be more active in noble life. He had come to Athenia to do his father’s bidding, but… there was still a deep sense of not having an attachment of things that happened on land. His heart was in the sea. He was here because of his strict duty to his family, and as much as he hated it…. He knew he at least had to try. Adrestus smoothed his clothes to make sure they looked presentable, as he looked around to who was there. He heard whispering of the gossip from the festival, which he still couldn't remember. He remembered Ismene, and acquiring wine, and a table… and that was it. He himself wasn’t convinced that the Queen had been there, but again, Adrestus wasn’t a great source with a foggy memory.
He noticed Keikelus within the crowd, and saw Cicero there with him. Adrestus’s contracts with the Stravos were still ongoing, but since the chaos of war, and the uneasiness with Athenia’s political fronts continued, trade hadn’t been what it used to be. Adre worked hard though, and money was still pretty good enough for his family to continue with the connection. He knew he at least had an obligation to make his presence known. He stepped forward, and slowly waved towards Keik. “Lord Keikelius, hello.” Adrestus spoke calmly and politely nodded towards Cicero. He didn’t know the man, as he had just arrived that month to Athenia after years of not being around. He was sure he didn’t know many faces, even though he still noticed a lot who he had met in his past. He glanced around for someone who he could actually converse with, as he didn’t have much to say to the men in front of him. If Keik had something to say to him, he’d listen, but…. Suddenly he saw Marietta in the corner of his eye, and Adrestus perked up. He flashed a smile. “Excuse me…”
The noble quickly turned and walked fast paced towards the royal lady, and bowed dramatically. “You’re looking stunning, as usual Marietta,” He spoke in a more confident voice. His eyes gleamed in flirtatious flair, and he moved closer to her. “What have you heard about the festival?” He asked cautiously, wondering if Hector had told her about his drunkenness. He wasn’t sure he wanted Marietta to know how foolish he had been in public. He touched her arm. “I’m really glad that you are here.” He gave her a happy smile. Not that he would expect her to not be here, but he was just happy he could be around her.
It wasn’t like Adrestus to be anywhere near the senate doors, he had practically ignored the senate for the majority of his life. Today was different then all others, and he arrived right in front of the doors he had been avoiding for years. Adrestus was head to toe in noble clothing, a nervous grin emerging on his face. The Nikolaos heir stood back from the men of the senate, feeling and looking a bit out of place. He felt off center, and cursed his father in his head for making him be more active in noble life. He had come to Athenia to do his father’s bidding, but… there was still a deep sense of not having an attachment of things that happened on land. His heart was in the sea. He was here because of his strict duty to his family, and as much as he hated it…. He knew he at least had to try. Adrestus smoothed his clothes to make sure they looked presentable, as he looked around to who was there. He heard whispering of the gossip from the festival, which he still couldn't remember. He remembered Ismene, and acquiring wine, and a table… and that was it. He himself wasn’t convinced that the Queen had been there, but again, Adrestus wasn’t a great source with a foggy memory.
He noticed Keikelus within the crowd, and saw Cicero there with him. Adrestus’s contracts with the Stravos were still ongoing, but since the chaos of war, and the uneasiness with Athenia’s political fronts continued, trade hadn’t been what it used to be. Adre worked hard though, and money was still pretty good enough for his family to continue with the connection. He knew he at least had an obligation to make his presence known. He stepped forward, and slowly waved towards Keik. “Lord Keikelius, hello.” Adrestus spoke calmly and politely nodded towards Cicero. He didn’t know the man, as he had just arrived that month to Athenia after years of not being around. He was sure he didn’t know many faces, even though he still noticed a lot who he had met in his past. He glanced around for someone who he could actually converse with, as he didn’t have much to say to the men in front of him. If Keik had something to say to him, he’d listen, but…. Suddenly he saw Marietta in the corner of his eye, and Adrestus perked up. He flashed a smile. “Excuse me…”
The noble quickly turned and walked fast paced towards the royal lady, and bowed dramatically. “You’re looking stunning, as usual Marietta,” He spoke in a more confident voice. His eyes gleamed in flirtatious flair, and he moved closer to her. “What have you heard about the festival?” He asked cautiously, wondering if Hector had told her about his drunkenness. He wasn’t sure he wanted Marietta to know how foolish he had been in public. He touched her arm. “I’m really glad that you are here.” He gave her a happy smile. Not that he would expect her to not be here, but he was just happy he could be around her.
It was unlike Marietta to simply show up at the Senate doors. Politics was far beyond her expertise, and the fear of talking to someone was enough to keep the young lady from venturing far from her home. However, after hearing word of her best friend’s engagement and of the potential sighting of Queen Persephone sitting still simply would not do. She, too, would have to go to the Senate to see if any information could be had. For living in the shadows would only lead to blindness.
And quite the sight was there to be had. Marietta had expected people to converge, after all rumors of Queen Persephone is not something to be ignored, but it was a much larger crowd than she initially expected. Her heart fluttered with nervousness. She was far out of her element. She longed for the safety of her home, away from upset senators and their gossiping wives. And she would be there if information had not been so pertinent in these times.
Her eyes scanned the crowd for anyone that she may know. They flickered around landing on Lord Keikelius and Master Cicero. No, that would be a pair she would be all to keen to avoid if possible, thank you. Ah, but relief flooded Marietta when she noticed Adrestus making his way to her.
She was all too eager to meet him, though she could not help but roll her eyes from his dramatic flourish. “Yes, yes, I’ve heard of your antics at the festival.” Marietta gave Adrestus a stern glare. “Perhaps a conversation for another time, hm?”
Once again her eyes swept the crowd. Her stomach bubbled with nerves. One riot alone was enough to give Marietta anxiety about crowds, let alone more. Unconsciously, she felt herself move closer to Adrestus, keenly aware of her surroundings. “Tell me,” She said without looking once at the Lord. “In your drunken state did you see the Queen? Or anyone else for certain?”
“I just cannot understand the logic in all of this.” Marietta continued. Why were people so eager to gather and get information when there was likely no information to be had? Granted the same could be said for Marietta here on this day. But the Queen was dead, surely. Why else would she be gone and away from her throne? This entire affair lacked logic, lacked reason.
Well, perhaps some more clarity will be given by Lord Elias and Princess Emilia… or anyone else. A future plan, maybe, or words to quell a crowd. Marietta at least hoped something like this would be the case. Not just so that she did not waste her day coming here, but also because silence, in this case, can be more damaging than letting some information be heard.
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It was unlike Marietta to simply show up at the Senate doors. Politics was far beyond her expertise, and the fear of talking to someone was enough to keep the young lady from venturing far from her home. However, after hearing word of her best friend’s engagement and of the potential sighting of Queen Persephone sitting still simply would not do. She, too, would have to go to the Senate to see if any information could be had. For living in the shadows would only lead to blindness.
And quite the sight was there to be had. Marietta had expected people to converge, after all rumors of Queen Persephone is not something to be ignored, but it was a much larger crowd than she initially expected. Her heart fluttered with nervousness. She was far out of her element. She longed for the safety of her home, away from upset senators and their gossiping wives. And she would be there if information had not been so pertinent in these times.
Her eyes scanned the crowd for anyone that she may know. They flickered around landing on Lord Keikelius and Master Cicero. No, that would be a pair she would be all to keen to avoid if possible, thank you. Ah, but relief flooded Marietta when she noticed Adrestus making his way to her.
She was all too eager to meet him, though she could not help but roll her eyes from his dramatic flourish. “Yes, yes, I’ve heard of your antics at the festival.” Marietta gave Adrestus a stern glare. “Perhaps a conversation for another time, hm?”
Once again her eyes swept the crowd. Her stomach bubbled with nerves. One riot alone was enough to give Marietta anxiety about crowds, let alone more. Unconsciously, she felt herself move closer to Adrestus, keenly aware of her surroundings. “Tell me,” She said without looking once at the Lord. “In your drunken state did you see the Queen? Or anyone else for certain?”
“I just cannot understand the logic in all of this.” Marietta continued. Why were people so eager to gather and get information when there was likely no information to be had? Granted the same could be said for Marietta here on this day. But the Queen was dead, surely. Why else would she be gone and away from her throne? This entire affair lacked logic, lacked reason.
Well, perhaps some more clarity will be given by Lord Elias and Princess Emilia… or anyone else. A future plan, maybe, or words to quell a crowd. Marietta at least hoped something like this would be the case. Not just so that she did not waste her day coming here, but also because silence, in this case, can be more damaging than letting some information be heard.
It was unlike Marietta to simply show up at the Senate doors. Politics was far beyond her expertise, and the fear of talking to someone was enough to keep the young lady from venturing far from her home. However, after hearing word of her best friend’s engagement and of the potential sighting of Queen Persephone sitting still simply would not do. She, too, would have to go to the Senate to see if any information could be had. For living in the shadows would only lead to blindness.
And quite the sight was there to be had. Marietta had expected people to converge, after all rumors of Queen Persephone is not something to be ignored, but it was a much larger crowd than she initially expected. Her heart fluttered with nervousness. She was far out of her element. She longed for the safety of her home, away from upset senators and their gossiping wives. And she would be there if information had not been so pertinent in these times.
Her eyes scanned the crowd for anyone that she may know. They flickered around landing on Lord Keikelius and Master Cicero. No, that would be a pair she would be all to keen to avoid if possible, thank you. Ah, but relief flooded Marietta when she noticed Adrestus making his way to her.
She was all too eager to meet him, though she could not help but roll her eyes from his dramatic flourish. “Yes, yes, I’ve heard of your antics at the festival.” Marietta gave Adrestus a stern glare. “Perhaps a conversation for another time, hm?”
Once again her eyes swept the crowd. Her stomach bubbled with nerves. One riot alone was enough to give Marietta anxiety about crowds, let alone more. Unconsciously, she felt herself move closer to Adrestus, keenly aware of her surroundings. “Tell me,” She said without looking once at the Lord. “In your drunken state did you see the Queen? Or anyone else for certain?”
“I just cannot understand the logic in all of this.” Marietta continued. Why were people so eager to gather and get information when there was likely no information to be had? Granted the same could be said for Marietta here on this day. But the Queen was dead, surely. Why else would she be gone and away from her throne? This entire affair lacked logic, lacked reason.
Well, perhaps some more clarity will be given by Lord Elias and Princess Emilia… or anyone else. A future plan, maybe, or words to quell a crowd. Marietta at least hoped something like this would be the case. Not just so that she did not waste her day coming here, but also because silence, in this case, can be more damaging than letting some information be heard.
As the second Stravos carriage arrived at the Dikastirio, Danae wasn’t sure how she felt about everything that was unfolding around her. It was all just a confusing mess and the games that her family had to play today certainly did not make things any easier for her as the horses came to a slow stop.
Stepping out before her mother and sister, Danae was not pleased to see her father already poised on the steps, conversing with Cierco of Aetaea -- Athenia’s Master Informer. Luckily, the Stravos women seemed to arrive right at the moment that the two men were deep in conversation and the father-daughter pair was spared from needing to catch each other’s eye. If that had happened, Danae would have quickly looked away with an angry scowl etched deeply onto her face and only a small portion of her apparent anger would be from the front the Stravos family was supposed to put on. In truth, Danae hated this plan of her father’s where he would have to separate himself from his family. It felt wrong on so many different levels and no matter how much she wanted to scream at him that this whole idea was stupid, she had to hold her tongue for the sake of the rest of her family who were on board with this.
In truth, Danae knew why her father was doing this -- especially after the festival where that coward of a swan finally decided to show her face again. She knew that given how quickly the game was changing that her family had to adjust their strategy in order to stay one step ahead of her. Placing one of their own onto her side was a brilliant move in that regard, especially when that pawn was someone who was as well respected as her father was. She understood all of this and Danae could see the need for it… but it did nothing to offset how it felt like Keikelius was abandoning all of them. That was what really stung deep about this whole affair.
Her family could reassure the girl all they liked that her father was still fighting for them and on their side, but Danae couldn’t shake that irrational fear that kept creeping up in her mind. Who could blame her really? Keikelius was the one Stravos that had been close to and unwaveringly trusted for years, even more so than her own mother. However, now that was starting to crumble between Senate votes for the Xanthos, absences from court sessions, and now this physical distance between him and the rest of the Stravos. The rest of her family had no problems separating these false actions from the man who committed them, but Danae was struggling to do that. After all, she was significantly younger than everyone else and the insecurities she had to deal with on a constant basis did nothing to help her to have that emotional maturity to fully realize that only his support of Xanthos was a farce and that he was still true to Stravos. This was just such a massive shakeup that she understandably felt a bit unstable in the face of it all -- especially now the variable that was Persephone was back into play.
If anything, her hurt helped to sell her father’s lie. It was no secret that the father-daughter duo was close as he often let her into his meetings. If Danae was now publicly giving her father the cold shoulder, it would be a signal that something was wrong in the Stravos household… something that would be easy to figure out if someone considered the fact that his family was dressed in the deep reds and shimmering golds of their house while he was not.
Though it wasn’t like she could do anything about it here. As frustrated, hurt, and betrayed she felt about it all, she knew how important it was that she gives no indications of the true reasons for this distance. At first, Danae thought that this would be difficult, especially if she had to stay close to Circenia and Chara throughout the entirety of this event. However, as she climbed the steps of the Senate, she was surprised to see a familiar face that could provide an ample distraction from the complicated business of family politics.
Marietta of Antonis.
Now this was seemingly an odd choice of a friend for Danae as it was well known that she was closer to Elias than any other Stravosi, but that was before they both were heroes for a day. Alongside her brother and Sofia of Marikas, the girls had rescued a small litter of kittens from certain death on the streets of Athenia. Danae had ended up with two of them who were quickly becoming quite troublesome little beasts in the Stravos household given how adept they were at getting into mischief, but Danae didn’t mind. Not when she had so quickly fallen in love with her little tomcats. She was certain that Marietta had to feel the same way about the one she took home given that the Antonis had been a bigger animal lover than Danae had been when they first found the felines. Hopefully, the girls could just talk for hours about the kittens so Danae would be able to forget everything else that was happening.
With a quick word to her mother about her intentions, Danae hurried up the rest of the way to her newfound friend as she called out to her, completely unaware that Marietta was with another already, “Marietta! Oh, I’m so glad you’re here, you wouldn’t believe what Theseus had gotten into the other-- oh,” Danae said as she came to a stop in front of the couple, blushing fiercely from embarrassment from her mistake. She quickly tried to cover for it by saying with all the awkward hurry of a sixteen-year-old girl who was afraid that she might have upset the pair by intruding, “I’m sorry. I didn’t realize that -- My apologies Lady Marietta and Lord Adrestus… I hope I was not interrupting anything, was I?” Although Danae did not know the romantic connection between the Antonis girl and the eldest son of the Xanthos barony, she did know that Marietta was a very pretty girl and that alone was enough to force Danae into an awkward fluster. Though, she supposed that was a normal thing, right?
Right.
Either way, even though there was an embarrassing red color filling her cheeks, Danae was probably a breath of fresh air to the pair as she had approached with the intention of talking about something as inconsequential as kittens rather than politics. Though, of course, if the conversation switched back and Danae wasn’t politely shooed away, she would be very interested in what her newfound companions for this event would have to say about everything that had transpired.
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As the second Stravos carriage arrived at the Dikastirio, Danae wasn’t sure how she felt about everything that was unfolding around her. It was all just a confusing mess and the games that her family had to play today certainly did not make things any easier for her as the horses came to a slow stop.
Stepping out before her mother and sister, Danae was not pleased to see her father already poised on the steps, conversing with Cierco of Aetaea -- Athenia’s Master Informer. Luckily, the Stravos women seemed to arrive right at the moment that the two men were deep in conversation and the father-daughter pair was spared from needing to catch each other’s eye. If that had happened, Danae would have quickly looked away with an angry scowl etched deeply onto her face and only a small portion of her apparent anger would be from the front the Stravos family was supposed to put on. In truth, Danae hated this plan of her father’s where he would have to separate himself from his family. It felt wrong on so many different levels and no matter how much she wanted to scream at him that this whole idea was stupid, she had to hold her tongue for the sake of the rest of her family who were on board with this.
In truth, Danae knew why her father was doing this -- especially after the festival where that coward of a swan finally decided to show her face again. She knew that given how quickly the game was changing that her family had to adjust their strategy in order to stay one step ahead of her. Placing one of their own onto her side was a brilliant move in that regard, especially when that pawn was someone who was as well respected as her father was. She understood all of this and Danae could see the need for it… but it did nothing to offset how it felt like Keikelius was abandoning all of them. That was what really stung deep about this whole affair.
Her family could reassure the girl all they liked that her father was still fighting for them and on their side, but Danae couldn’t shake that irrational fear that kept creeping up in her mind. Who could blame her really? Keikelius was the one Stravos that had been close to and unwaveringly trusted for years, even more so than her own mother. However, now that was starting to crumble between Senate votes for the Xanthos, absences from court sessions, and now this physical distance between him and the rest of the Stravos. The rest of her family had no problems separating these false actions from the man who committed them, but Danae was struggling to do that. After all, she was significantly younger than everyone else and the insecurities she had to deal with on a constant basis did nothing to help her to have that emotional maturity to fully realize that only his support of Xanthos was a farce and that he was still true to Stravos. This was just such a massive shakeup that she understandably felt a bit unstable in the face of it all -- especially now the variable that was Persephone was back into play.
If anything, her hurt helped to sell her father’s lie. It was no secret that the father-daughter duo was close as he often let her into his meetings. If Danae was now publicly giving her father the cold shoulder, it would be a signal that something was wrong in the Stravos household… something that would be easy to figure out if someone considered the fact that his family was dressed in the deep reds and shimmering golds of their house while he was not.
Though it wasn’t like she could do anything about it here. As frustrated, hurt, and betrayed she felt about it all, she knew how important it was that she gives no indications of the true reasons for this distance. At first, Danae thought that this would be difficult, especially if she had to stay close to Circenia and Chara throughout the entirety of this event. However, as she climbed the steps of the Senate, she was surprised to see a familiar face that could provide an ample distraction from the complicated business of family politics.
Marietta of Antonis.
Now this was seemingly an odd choice of a friend for Danae as it was well known that she was closer to Elias than any other Stravosi, but that was before they both were heroes for a day. Alongside her brother and Sofia of Marikas, the girls had rescued a small litter of kittens from certain death on the streets of Athenia. Danae had ended up with two of them who were quickly becoming quite troublesome little beasts in the Stravos household given how adept they were at getting into mischief, but Danae didn’t mind. Not when she had so quickly fallen in love with her little tomcats. She was certain that Marietta had to feel the same way about the one she took home given that the Antonis had been a bigger animal lover than Danae had been when they first found the felines. Hopefully, the girls could just talk for hours about the kittens so Danae would be able to forget everything else that was happening.
With a quick word to her mother about her intentions, Danae hurried up the rest of the way to her newfound friend as she called out to her, completely unaware that Marietta was with another already, “Marietta! Oh, I’m so glad you’re here, you wouldn’t believe what Theseus had gotten into the other-- oh,” Danae said as she came to a stop in front of the couple, blushing fiercely from embarrassment from her mistake. She quickly tried to cover for it by saying with all the awkward hurry of a sixteen-year-old girl who was afraid that she might have upset the pair by intruding, “I’m sorry. I didn’t realize that -- My apologies Lady Marietta and Lord Adrestus… I hope I was not interrupting anything, was I?” Although Danae did not know the romantic connection between the Antonis girl and the eldest son of the Xanthos barony, she did know that Marietta was a very pretty girl and that alone was enough to force Danae into an awkward fluster. Though, she supposed that was a normal thing, right?
Right.
Either way, even though there was an embarrassing red color filling her cheeks, Danae was probably a breath of fresh air to the pair as she had approached with the intention of talking about something as inconsequential as kittens rather than politics. Though, of course, if the conversation switched back and Danae wasn’t politely shooed away, she would be very interested in what her newfound companions for this event would have to say about everything that had transpired.
As the second Stravos carriage arrived at the Dikastirio, Danae wasn’t sure how she felt about everything that was unfolding around her. It was all just a confusing mess and the games that her family had to play today certainly did not make things any easier for her as the horses came to a slow stop.
Stepping out before her mother and sister, Danae was not pleased to see her father already poised on the steps, conversing with Cierco of Aetaea -- Athenia’s Master Informer. Luckily, the Stravos women seemed to arrive right at the moment that the two men were deep in conversation and the father-daughter pair was spared from needing to catch each other’s eye. If that had happened, Danae would have quickly looked away with an angry scowl etched deeply onto her face and only a small portion of her apparent anger would be from the front the Stravos family was supposed to put on. In truth, Danae hated this plan of her father’s where he would have to separate himself from his family. It felt wrong on so many different levels and no matter how much she wanted to scream at him that this whole idea was stupid, she had to hold her tongue for the sake of the rest of her family who were on board with this.
In truth, Danae knew why her father was doing this -- especially after the festival where that coward of a swan finally decided to show her face again. She knew that given how quickly the game was changing that her family had to adjust their strategy in order to stay one step ahead of her. Placing one of their own onto her side was a brilliant move in that regard, especially when that pawn was someone who was as well respected as her father was. She understood all of this and Danae could see the need for it… but it did nothing to offset how it felt like Keikelius was abandoning all of them. That was what really stung deep about this whole affair.
Her family could reassure the girl all they liked that her father was still fighting for them and on their side, but Danae couldn’t shake that irrational fear that kept creeping up in her mind. Who could blame her really? Keikelius was the one Stravos that had been close to and unwaveringly trusted for years, even more so than her own mother. However, now that was starting to crumble between Senate votes for the Xanthos, absences from court sessions, and now this physical distance between him and the rest of the Stravos. The rest of her family had no problems separating these false actions from the man who committed them, but Danae was struggling to do that. After all, she was significantly younger than everyone else and the insecurities she had to deal with on a constant basis did nothing to help her to have that emotional maturity to fully realize that only his support of Xanthos was a farce and that he was still true to Stravos. This was just such a massive shakeup that she understandably felt a bit unstable in the face of it all -- especially now the variable that was Persephone was back into play.
If anything, her hurt helped to sell her father’s lie. It was no secret that the father-daughter duo was close as he often let her into his meetings. If Danae was now publicly giving her father the cold shoulder, it would be a signal that something was wrong in the Stravos household… something that would be easy to figure out if someone considered the fact that his family was dressed in the deep reds and shimmering golds of their house while he was not.
Though it wasn’t like she could do anything about it here. As frustrated, hurt, and betrayed she felt about it all, she knew how important it was that she gives no indications of the true reasons for this distance. At first, Danae thought that this would be difficult, especially if she had to stay close to Circenia and Chara throughout the entirety of this event. However, as she climbed the steps of the Senate, she was surprised to see a familiar face that could provide an ample distraction from the complicated business of family politics.
Marietta of Antonis.
Now this was seemingly an odd choice of a friend for Danae as it was well known that she was closer to Elias than any other Stravosi, but that was before they both were heroes for a day. Alongside her brother and Sofia of Marikas, the girls had rescued a small litter of kittens from certain death on the streets of Athenia. Danae had ended up with two of them who were quickly becoming quite troublesome little beasts in the Stravos household given how adept they were at getting into mischief, but Danae didn’t mind. Not when she had so quickly fallen in love with her little tomcats. She was certain that Marietta had to feel the same way about the one she took home given that the Antonis had been a bigger animal lover than Danae had been when they first found the felines. Hopefully, the girls could just talk for hours about the kittens so Danae would be able to forget everything else that was happening.
With a quick word to her mother about her intentions, Danae hurried up the rest of the way to her newfound friend as she called out to her, completely unaware that Marietta was with another already, “Marietta! Oh, I’m so glad you’re here, you wouldn’t believe what Theseus had gotten into the other-- oh,” Danae said as she came to a stop in front of the couple, blushing fiercely from embarrassment from her mistake. She quickly tried to cover for it by saying with all the awkward hurry of a sixteen-year-old girl who was afraid that she might have upset the pair by intruding, “I’m sorry. I didn’t realize that -- My apologies Lady Marietta and Lord Adrestus… I hope I was not interrupting anything, was I?” Although Danae did not know the romantic connection between the Antonis girl and the eldest son of the Xanthos barony, she did know that Marietta was a very pretty girl and that alone was enough to force Danae into an awkward fluster. Though, she supposed that was a normal thing, right?
Right.
Either way, even though there was an embarrassing red color filling her cheeks, Danae was probably a breath of fresh air to the pair as she had approached with the intention of talking about something as inconsequential as kittens rather than politics. Though, of course, if the conversation switched back and Danae wasn’t politely shooed away, she would be very interested in what her newfound companions for this event would have to say about everything that had transpired.
He was happy enough to see Marietta, and he addressed her as he usually did. His smile faded just a bit when he saw her roll her eyes, and he knew she had heard what had happened. Who had told her? He didn’t know, but he cursed them for it. He frowned as she spoke, and folded his arms. “Yes, Lady Marietta,” He spoke softly, not looking forward to the lecture that was sure to come. He knew why he had overdid it- it was his father’s fault. Ever since the festival ended he had been pushed into starting to study and it clearly wasn’t fun. Adrestus certainly didn’t like the freedoms being taken out from under him. He hoped that Marietta would understand, but he had a feeling she wouldn’t. She saw her moving closer, and he smiled and enjoyed the comfort that it gave him with the fact that she wanted to be close to him. He listened to her words and shook his head. “I don’t know what I saw. All I remember is that I lost Ismene.” Hector will probably never forgive him for it. “I know there were voices talking about the queen, but I am not sure about her presence.” They could have been talking about anything.
He glanced around as Marietta confessed she was confused, and the sailor sighed and shook his head. “I don’t know what to tell you, Marietta.” He spoke softly, grinning softly towards her. He noticed a Stravos walking towards them, and Adrestus immediately, yet cautiously moved away from Marietta. He didn’t want anyone to get ideas about them yet. It wasn’t quite known by everyone that he had started to court Marietta, and he still wanted to keep it on the down low. He didn’t want anything bad to happen- not that he didn’t trust the stravos, but at this point he didn’t know who to trust. He had never really courted anyone in Athenia, other than those when he was in childhood. He gave a smile towards Danae, and shook his head. “No, you are not interrupting anything at all, Lady Danae.” He exclaimed. His eyes showed curiosity. “Who is Theseus?” He asked Danae in a friendly manner, trying to be polite. Though, if Marietta asked him to leave them to talk, he would. Honestly, if nothing important was happening it would probably be best to go back home and study, just to show him that he was serious.
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He was happy enough to see Marietta, and he addressed her as he usually did. His smile faded just a bit when he saw her roll her eyes, and he knew she had heard what had happened. Who had told her? He didn’t know, but he cursed them for it. He frowned as she spoke, and folded his arms. “Yes, Lady Marietta,” He spoke softly, not looking forward to the lecture that was sure to come. He knew why he had overdid it- it was his father’s fault. Ever since the festival ended he had been pushed into starting to study and it clearly wasn’t fun. Adrestus certainly didn’t like the freedoms being taken out from under him. He hoped that Marietta would understand, but he had a feeling she wouldn’t. She saw her moving closer, and he smiled and enjoyed the comfort that it gave him with the fact that she wanted to be close to him. He listened to her words and shook his head. “I don’t know what I saw. All I remember is that I lost Ismene.” Hector will probably never forgive him for it. “I know there were voices talking about the queen, but I am not sure about her presence.” They could have been talking about anything.
He glanced around as Marietta confessed she was confused, and the sailor sighed and shook his head. “I don’t know what to tell you, Marietta.” He spoke softly, grinning softly towards her. He noticed a Stravos walking towards them, and Adrestus immediately, yet cautiously moved away from Marietta. He didn’t want anyone to get ideas about them yet. It wasn’t quite known by everyone that he had started to court Marietta, and he still wanted to keep it on the down low. He didn’t want anything bad to happen- not that he didn’t trust the stravos, but at this point he didn’t know who to trust. He had never really courted anyone in Athenia, other than those when he was in childhood. He gave a smile towards Danae, and shook his head. “No, you are not interrupting anything at all, Lady Danae.” He exclaimed. His eyes showed curiosity. “Who is Theseus?” He asked Danae in a friendly manner, trying to be polite. Though, if Marietta asked him to leave them to talk, he would. Honestly, if nothing important was happening it would probably be best to go back home and study, just to show him that he was serious.
He was happy enough to see Marietta, and he addressed her as he usually did. His smile faded just a bit when he saw her roll her eyes, and he knew she had heard what had happened. Who had told her? He didn’t know, but he cursed them for it. He frowned as she spoke, and folded his arms. “Yes, Lady Marietta,” He spoke softly, not looking forward to the lecture that was sure to come. He knew why he had overdid it- it was his father’s fault. Ever since the festival ended he had been pushed into starting to study and it clearly wasn’t fun. Adrestus certainly didn’t like the freedoms being taken out from under him. He hoped that Marietta would understand, but he had a feeling she wouldn’t. She saw her moving closer, and he smiled and enjoyed the comfort that it gave him with the fact that she wanted to be close to him. He listened to her words and shook his head. “I don’t know what I saw. All I remember is that I lost Ismene.” Hector will probably never forgive him for it. “I know there were voices talking about the queen, but I am not sure about her presence.” They could have been talking about anything.
He glanced around as Marietta confessed she was confused, and the sailor sighed and shook his head. “I don’t know what to tell you, Marietta.” He spoke softly, grinning softly towards her. He noticed a Stravos walking towards them, and Adrestus immediately, yet cautiously moved away from Marietta. He didn’t want anyone to get ideas about them yet. It wasn’t quite known by everyone that he had started to court Marietta, and he still wanted to keep it on the down low. He didn’t want anything bad to happen- not that he didn’t trust the stravos, but at this point he didn’t know who to trust. He had never really courted anyone in Athenia, other than those when he was in childhood. He gave a smile towards Danae, and shook his head. “No, you are not interrupting anything at all, Lady Danae.” He exclaimed. His eyes showed curiosity. “Who is Theseus?” He asked Danae in a friendly manner, trying to be polite. Though, if Marietta asked him to leave them to talk, he would. Honestly, if nothing important was happening it would probably be best to go back home and study, just to show him that he was serious.
How did one simply lose a girl? An alarmed brow raised upon Marietta’s face. Was she kidnapped? Killed? Well no, that possibly can’t be it. Adre would be much more torn over that fact. Nothing Adre had to tell her reassured her one way or another aside from the fact that this whole charade the senators were putting up outside the doors were ridiculous. If the Queen were alive, and chances are that she was not, did they expect to hear anything of it now? And if Lord Elias and Princess Emilia had more to say, would they not have already come out and said it? It seemed that the more situations developed, the food shortages worsening and different political moves coming to light, the less Athenians acted on logic. They would rather delve into emotion and madness. While the artist could certainly appreciate human emotion, there were times and places it should be set aside.
Marietta sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose. But before a word could be let out, a new arrival joined their group. Lady Danae of Stravos. Marietta blinked at the young woman’s rushed words. The kittens? Marietta wanted to throw her hands up in disbelief. They stood outside the Dikastirio with a mass of senators gathering, and the topic of conversation they choose is Adrestus’s drunken shenanigans and Danae’s kittens. Truly fascinating conversation Marietta would love to get into. Perhaps she should involve the other senators too, have their opinions on the matter.
It was her annoyance of the entire situation that, for once, kept the blush away from Marietta’s cheeks. She hardly notices as Adre stepped away from her, further distancing himself from her. “Her kittens that we saved a few weeks prior. Did I not tell you about that? It must have slipped my mind,” Marietta responded idly to Adrestus. “Luckily Maya and Keelan have been behaving mostly well. They only ruined one bed covering with their clawing. But never mind that…”
Marietta’s grey eyes scanned the immediate area again. That was when she realized that Danae was not with her father. Strange, perhaps, although maybe they had arrived separately? After all, it was not as if Marietta was glued to her father’s side.
Although what is even more strange was why the Stravos were here at all. Would they not be the family with the most amount of information? Or, at the very least, the ability to obtain it the easiest. Marietta had been trying for months to speak to Eli for months without any progress. She had even went so far as to speak with Princess Emilia with the intent of seeing Eli, only for her attempt to be in vain and only leading to a very awkward conversation with the young girl. The one time Marietta did see her friend, she was far too concerned over the starving kittens to question him about the current state of affairs. “Danae, do excuse my rudeness in inquiring… why are the Stravos here? Would it not be more efficient to ask your brother of his plans? If this were simply about the late Queen, surely there’s better places to find the truth of the rumors than standing outside the Diskatario. Not that, of course, I don’t enjoy your company.” Marietta quickly added.
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How did one simply lose a girl? An alarmed brow raised upon Marietta’s face. Was she kidnapped? Killed? Well no, that possibly can’t be it. Adre would be much more torn over that fact. Nothing Adre had to tell her reassured her one way or another aside from the fact that this whole charade the senators were putting up outside the doors were ridiculous. If the Queen were alive, and chances are that she was not, did they expect to hear anything of it now? And if Lord Elias and Princess Emilia had more to say, would they not have already come out and said it? It seemed that the more situations developed, the food shortages worsening and different political moves coming to light, the less Athenians acted on logic. They would rather delve into emotion and madness. While the artist could certainly appreciate human emotion, there were times and places it should be set aside.
Marietta sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose. But before a word could be let out, a new arrival joined their group. Lady Danae of Stravos. Marietta blinked at the young woman’s rushed words. The kittens? Marietta wanted to throw her hands up in disbelief. They stood outside the Dikastirio with a mass of senators gathering, and the topic of conversation they choose is Adrestus’s drunken shenanigans and Danae’s kittens. Truly fascinating conversation Marietta would love to get into. Perhaps she should involve the other senators too, have their opinions on the matter.
It was her annoyance of the entire situation that, for once, kept the blush away from Marietta’s cheeks. She hardly notices as Adre stepped away from her, further distancing himself from her. “Her kittens that we saved a few weeks prior. Did I not tell you about that? It must have slipped my mind,” Marietta responded idly to Adrestus. “Luckily Maya and Keelan have been behaving mostly well. They only ruined one bed covering with their clawing. But never mind that…”
Marietta’s grey eyes scanned the immediate area again. That was when she realized that Danae was not with her father. Strange, perhaps, although maybe they had arrived separately? After all, it was not as if Marietta was glued to her father’s side.
Although what is even more strange was why the Stravos were here at all. Would they not be the family with the most amount of information? Or, at the very least, the ability to obtain it the easiest. Marietta had been trying for months to speak to Eli for months without any progress. She had even went so far as to speak with Princess Emilia with the intent of seeing Eli, only for her attempt to be in vain and only leading to a very awkward conversation with the young girl. The one time Marietta did see her friend, she was far too concerned over the starving kittens to question him about the current state of affairs. “Danae, do excuse my rudeness in inquiring… why are the Stravos here? Would it not be more efficient to ask your brother of his plans? If this were simply about the late Queen, surely there’s better places to find the truth of the rumors than standing outside the Diskatario. Not that, of course, I don’t enjoy your company.” Marietta quickly added.
How did one simply lose a girl? An alarmed brow raised upon Marietta’s face. Was she kidnapped? Killed? Well no, that possibly can’t be it. Adre would be much more torn over that fact. Nothing Adre had to tell her reassured her one way or another aside from the fact that this whole charade the senators were putting up outside the doors were ridiculous. If the Queen were alive, and chances are that she was not, did they expect to hear anything of it now? And if Lord Elias and Princess Emilia had more to say, would they not have already come out and said it? It seemed that the more situations developed, the food shortages worsening and different political moves coming to light, the less Athenians acted on logic. They would rather delve into emotion and madness. While the artist could certainly appreciate human emotion, there were times and places it should be set aside.
Marietta sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose. But before a word could be let out, a new arrival joined their group. Lady Danae of Stravos. Marietta blinked at the young woman’s rushed words. The kittens? Marietta wanted to throw her hands up in disbelief. They stood outside the Dikastirio with a mass of senators gathering, and the topic of conversation they choose is Adrestus’s drunken shenanigans and Danae’s kittens. Truly fascinating conversation Marietta would love to get into. Perhaps she should involve the other senators too, have their opinions on the matter.
It was her annoyance of the entire situation that, for once, kept the blush away from Marietta’s cheeks. She hardly notices as Adre stepped away from her, further distancing himself from her. “Her kittens that we saved a few weeks prior. Did I not tell you about that? It must have slipped my mind,” Marietta responded idly to Adrestus. “Luckily Maya and Keelan have been behaving mostly well. They only ruined one bed covering with their clawing. But never mind that…”
Marietta’s grey eyes scanned the immediate area again. That was when she realized that Danae was not with her father. Strange, perhaps, although maybe they had arrived separately? After all, it was not as if Marietta was glued to her father’s side.
Although what is even more strange was why the Stravos were here at all. Would they not be the family with the most amount of information? Or, at the very least, the ability to obtain it the easiest. Marietta had been trying for months to speak to Eli for months without any progress. She had even went so far as to speak with Princess Emilia with the intent of seeing Eli, only for her attempt to be in vain and only leading to a very awkward conversation with the young girl. The one time Marietta did see her friend, she was far too concerned over the starving kittens to question him about the current state of affairs. “Danae, do excuse my rudeness in inquiring… why are the Stravos here? Would it not be more efficient to ask your brother of his plans? If this were simply about the late Queen, surely there’s better places to find the truth of the rumors than standing outside the Diskatario. Not that, of course, I don’t enjoy your company.” Marietta quickly added.
Danae should have known that it was a mistake to approach the two people that she knew were close with Elias, but then again what other choice did she have with his plan her father had insisted on solidifying in front of the court? Everyone else was insufferable and at least with Marietta, Danae could have gotten away with just talking about their cats the entire time. That had been her hopes at least until Marietta spoke rather harshly to her, quizzing her on why the Stravos was even here, to begin with when apparently they had unfiltered access to the answers everyone was seeking.
For a moment, the girl floundered, unsure of how to respond as she looked nervously at Adrestus, wondering if he too was wondering the same things despite his friendly greeting. What did they expect from her? A sudden revelation of everything her brother was doing? That the rumors circling of Persephone’s return were most likely true? She couldn’t do that even if she wanted to. This was an awkward situation that they were putting Danae into, but at least guessing from how Marietta was being straightforward and not beating around the bush that she and Adrestus were not keen on partaking on the gossip. That could be an easy out and more than a believable explanation that she was certain that the other two would buy. “Well I mean… You both know how my mother and sister are. They’d never pass up an opportunity for idle chatter like this.” Danae said with a nervous laugh as she continued, motioning to her garish outfit as she spoke for evidence, “I’m just their doll they like to dress up. Trust me, I’d much rather be back home in our library with the kittens than be here.’ Even though the full extent of Danae’s interests were hidden from the court, it wasn’t a secret that Danae was a bookworm that was miserable at public events like this. Being dragged along against her will was true enough that the pair of them couldn’t question her on it.
Not when Danae was certain that there were other places that the other two would like to be. “I think I’m not alone in this feeling, am I? That is, of course, if I’m right in assuming that some new art project might be commanding your attention, Marietta. Are you working on anything new?” She knew the girl was an artist and hopefully she was the type that would take the opportunity to talk about her work.
Though it didn’t seem to work at first as the conversation quickly shifted to why not the Stravos was just asking Elias the questions that everyone was wondering. Danae was quick to chime in with a small shrug. “I suppose I should be asking you that question,” Danae said with a light chuckle that was only the slightest bit forced. Hopefully, with a little luck, neither of the other two would be able to pick up on this hidden edge to her tone or if they did, they would chalk it up to her reputation of being a painfully shy girl at court events who didn’t do well when the spotlight was on her. After all, it wasn’t as if her brother hadn’t brought that to the forefront of everyone’s minds the last time the court had been brought together. “He’s been so busy with Emilia and preparing for their wedding that I’ve barely seen him since their announcement. Honestly, I wouldn’t be surprised if you two had seen him more than I have! As I recall the three of you were always thick as thieves— were you not? Either way, I do think that anyone would be keener to make time for close friends rather than ‘annoying’ sisters.” There was a playful lilt to her tone as she spoke, trying to deflect the physical distance between herself and her brother as if it was some sort of petty sibling rivalry that was present in nearly every family.
She also hoped that this subtle method getting them off of her back in terms of grilling her on what Elias was doing would also exploit some sort of doubt that Danae suspected that Marietta had in regards to where she stood with Elias or add some salt to her wounds if the friendship had broken down. Danae didn’t know which path her brother and the Antonis girl were on as she didn’t care much to take notes on the current status of Elias’s friendships. Either way, it seemed to be that Marietta didn’t have access to Eli like she thought that Danae did. Otherwise not only would she be here at an event that was only meant to discuss rumors by Marietta’s own blunt phrasing, but on top of that, why would that be the first thing she asked Danae when she approached which such a clear demonstration of annoyance written into her body language? Danae hoped that the combination of the Stravos’s nonchalance to the whole situation and any stress that would come up with the notion that Marietta may not have been a close friend of Elias’s would keep the astute girl distracted enough that Danae could change the subject right under the Antonis’s girl’s nose.
Thinking quickly on her feet, Danae continued the ruse by turning to Adrestus and continuing with the same lively tone as before, “Little sisters are meddlesome creatures, are we not?[/b]” Her words were accompanied by a genuine laugh that would remove some tension from the atmosphere. She was hopeful that Adre would laugh along with her. After all, there was a reason why she turned to him and not Marietta when she spoke. He was the eldest child in his brood and had three younger siblings to speak of. Danae would be shocked to learn if the pair of boys hadn’t ever complained about their respective siblings at one point or another. The Nikolaos’s experiences should help build upon the white lie and if Danae was right in her assumptions that he would unwittingly help her play dumb in the whole affair as it was only up until recently that the siblings were finally learning how to get along again. But Adrestus and Marietta didn’t need to know that did they?
However, even if she was dead wrong, Danae had hopes that maybe Adrestus would be able to pull them from this course of conversation that Danae did not want to partake in. After all, there was nothing as useful as a distraction. “Speaking of your family, Adrestus, I heard from a little birdie that your happening to work for my father now. I’m sure Lord Stavros is proud, is he not?”The girl beamed at Adrestus, encouraging him to divulge the details of his new employment arrangement and what his family thought of the whole ordeal. Danae already had a guess as to what that opinion would be, but she doubted that she had an exact image of what that would be. It would be better to let Adrestus reveal that information and carry on the conversation from there that would hopefully avoid any mention of Persephone or festivals.
Though that relied on Danae being successful with the best case scenario stemming from her little white lie. Even if they didn’t take the bait, the established distance between her and her brother would be enough to deter the other two from grilling her too greatly on the actions of her brother — which in truth she was only vaguely aware of herself. Hopefully, this skillful little manipulator who was very adept at playing sweet would be able to confuse them long enough to change the subject, but that relied on Marietta and Adrestus unknowingly playing along…
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Danae should have known that it was a mistake to approach the two people that she knew were close with Elias, but then again what other choice did she have with his plan her father had insisted on solidifying in front of the court? Everyone else was insufferable and at least with Marietta, Danae could have gotten away with just talking about their cats the entire time. That had been her hopes at least until Marietta spoke rather harshly to her, quizzing her on why the Stravos was even here, to begin with when apparently they had unfiltered access to the answers everyone was seeking.
For a moment, the girl floundered, unsure of how to respond as she looked nervously at Adrestus, wondering if he too was wondering the same things despite his friendly greeting. What did they expect from her? A sudden revelation of everything her brother was doing? That the rumors circling of Persephone’s return were most likely true? She couldn’t do that even if she wanted to. This was an awkward situation that they were putting Danae into, but at least guessing from how Marietta was being straightforward and not beating around the bush that she and Adrestus were not keen on partaking on the gossip. That could be an easy out and more than a believable explanation that she was certain that the other two would buy. “Well I mean… You both know how my mother and sister are. They’d never pass up an opportunity for idle chatter like this.” Danae said with a nervous laugh as she continued, motioning to her garish outfit as she spoke for evidence, “I’m just their doll they like to dress up. Trust me, I’d much rather be back home in our library with the kittens than be here.’ Even though the full extent of Danae’s interests were hidden from the court, it wasn’t a secret that Danae was a bookworm that was miserable at public events like this. Being dragged along against her will was true enough that the pair of them couldn’t question her on it.
Not when Danae was certain that there were other places that the other two would like to be. “I think I’m not alone in this feeling, am I? That is, of course, if I’m right in assuming that some new art project might be commanding your attention, Marietta. Are you working on anything new?” She knew the girl was an artist and hopefully she was the type that would take the opportunity to talk about her work.
Though it didn’t seem to work at first as the conversation quickly shifted to why not the Stravos was just asking Elias the questions that everyone was wondering. Danae was quick to chime in with a small shrug. “I suppose I should be asking you that question,” Danae said with a light chuckle that was only the slightest bit forced. Hopefully, with a little luck, neither of the other two would be able to pick up on this hidden edge to her tone or if they did, they would chalk it up to her reputation of being a painfully shy girl at court events who didn’t do well when the spotlight was on her. After all, it wasn’t as if her brother hadn’t brought that to the forefront of everyone’s minds the last time the court had been brought together. “He’s been so busy with Emilia and preparing for their wedding that I’ve barely seen him since their announcement. Honestly, I wouldn’t be surprised if you two had seen him more than I have! As I recall the three of you were always thick as thieves— were you not? Either way, I do think that anyone would be keener to make time for close friends rather than ‘annoying’ sisters.” There was a playful lilt to her tone as she spoke, trying to deflect the physical distance between herself and her brother as if it was some sort of petty sibling rivalry that was present in nearly every family.
She also hoped that this subtle method getting them off of her back in terms of grilling her on what Elias was doing would also exploit some sort of doubt that Danae suspected that Marietta had in regards to where she stood with Elias or add some salt to her wounds if the friendship had broken down. Danae didn’t know which path her brother and the Antonis girl were on as she didn’t care much to take notes on the current status of Elias’s friendships. Either way, it seemed to be that Marietta didn’t have access to Eli like she thought that Danae did. Otherwise not only would she be here at an event that was only meant to discuss rumors by Marietta’s own blunt phrasing, but on top of that, why would that be the first thing she asked Danae when she approached which such a clear demonstration of annoyance written into her body language? Danae hoped that the combination of the Stravos’s nonchalance to the whole situation and any stress that would come up with the notion that Marietta may not have been a close friend of Elias’s would keep the astute girl distracted enough that Danae could change the subject right under the Antonis’s girl’s nose.
Thinking quickly on her feet, Danae continued the ruse by turning to Adrestus and continuing with the same lively tone as before, “Little sisters are meddlesome creatures, are we not?[/b]” Her words were accompanied by a genuine laugh that would remove some tension from the atmosphere. She was hopeful that Adre would laugh along with her. After all, there was a reason why she turned to him and not Marietta when she spoke. He was the eldest child in his brood and had three younger siblings to speak of. Danae would be shocked to learn if the pair of boys hadn’t ever complained about their respective siblings at one point or another. The Nikolaos’s experiences should help build upon the white lie and if Danae was right in her assumptions that he would unwittingly help her play dumb in the whole affair as it was only up until recently that the siblings were finally learning how to get along again. But Adrestus and Marietta didn’t need to know that did they?
However, even if she was dead wrong, Danae had hopes that maybe Adrestus would be able to pull them from this course of conversation that Danae did not want to partake in. After all, there was nothing as useful as a distraction. “Speaking of your family, Adrestus, I heard from a little birdie that your happening to work for my father now. I’m sure Lord Stavros is proud, is he not?”The girl beamed at Adrestus, encouraging him to divulge the details of his new employment arrangement and what his family thought of the whole ordeal. Danae already had a guess as to what that opinion would be, but she doubted that she had an exact image of what that would be. It would be better to let Adrestus reveal that information and carry on the conversation from there that would hopefully avoid any mention of Persephone or festivals.
Though that relied on Danae being successful with the best case scenario stemming from her little white lie. Even if they didn’t take the bait, the established distance between her and her brother would be enough to deter the other two from grilling her too greatly on the actions of her brother — which in truth she was only vaguely aware of herself. Hopefully, this skillful little manipulator who was very adept at playing sweet would be able to confuse them long enough to change the subject, but that relied on Marietta and Adrestus unknowingly playing along…
Danae should have known that it was a mistake to approach the two people that she knew were close with Elias, but then again what other choice did she have with his plan her father had insisted on solidifying in front of the court? Everyone else was insufferable and at least with Marietta, Danae could have gotten away with just talking about their cats the entire time. That had been her hopes at least until Marietta spoke rather harshly to her, quizzing her on why the Stravos was even here, to begin with when apparently they had unfiltered access to the answers everyone was seeking.
For a moment, the girl floundered, unsure of how to respond as she looked nervously at Adrestus, wondering if he too was wondering the same things despite his friendly greeting. What did they expect from her? A sudden revelation of everything her brother was doing? That the rumors circling of Persephone’s return were most likely true? She couldn’t do that even if she wanted to. This was an awkward situation that they were putting Danae into, but at least guessing from how Marietta was being straightforward and not beating around the bush that she and Adrestus were not keen on partaking on the gossip. That could be an easy out and more than a believable explanation that she was certain that the other two would buy. “Well I mean… You both know how my mother and sister are. They’d never pass up an opportunity for idle chatter like this.” Danae said with a nervous laugh as she continued, motioning to her garish outfit as she spoke for evidence, “I’m just their doll they like to dress up. Trust me, I’d much rather be back home in our library with the kittens than be here.’ Even though the full extent of Danae’s interests were hidden from the court, it wasn’t a secret that Danae was a bookworm that was miserable at public events like this. Being dragged along against her will was true enough that the pair of them couldn’t question her on it.
Not when Danae was certain that there were other places that the other two would like to be. “I think I’m not alone in this feeling, am I? That is, of course, if I’m right in assuming that some new art project might be commanding your attention, Marietta. Are you working on anything new?” She knew the girl was an artist and hopefully she was the type that would take the opportunity to talk about her work.
Though it didn’t seem to work at first as the conversation quickly shifted to why not the Stravos was just asking Elias the questions that everyone was wondering. Danae was quick to chime in with a small shrug. “I suppose I should be asking you that question,” Danae said with a light chuckle that was only the slightest bit forced. Hopefully, with a little luck, neither of the other two would be able to pick up on this hidden edge to her tone or if they did, they would chalk it up to her reputation of being a painfully shy girl at court events who didn’t do well when the spotlight was on her. After all, it wasn’t as if her brother hadn’t brought that to the forefront of everyone’s minds the last time the court had been brought together. “He’s been so busy with Emilia and preparing for their wedding that I’ve barely seen him since their announcement. Honestly, I wouldn’t be surprised if you two had seen him more than I have! As I recall the three of you were always thick as thieves— were you not? Either way, I do think that anyone would be keener to make time for close friends rather than ‘annoying’ sisters.” There was a playful lilt to her tone as she spoke, trying to deflect the physical distance between herself and her brother as if it was some sort of petty sibling rivalry that was present in nearly every family.
She also hoped that this subtle method getting them off of her back in terms of grilling her on what Elias was doing would also exploit some sort of doubt that Danae suspected that Marietta had in regards to where she stood with Elias or add some salt to her wounds if the friendship had broken down. Danae didn’t know which path her brother and the Antonis girl were on as she didn’t care much to take notes on the current status of Elias’s friendships. Either way, it seemed to be that Marietta didn’t have access to Eli like she thought that Danae did. Otherwise not only would she be here at an event that was only meant to discuss rumors by Marietta’s own blunt phrasing, but on top of that, why would that be the first thing she asked Danae when she approached which such a clear demonstration of annoyance written into her body language? Danae hoped that the combination of the Stravos’s nonchalance to the whole situation and any stress that would come up with the notion that Marietta may not have been a close friend of Elias’s would keep the astute girl distracted enough that Danae could change the subject right under the Antonis’s girl’s nose.
Thinking quickly on her feet, Danae continued the ruse by turning to Adrestus and continuing with the same lively tone as before, “Little sisters are meddlesome creatures, are we not?[/b]” Her words were accompanied by a genuine laugh that would remove some tension from the atmosphere. She was hopeful that Adre would laugh along with her. After all, there was a reason why she turned to him and not Marietta when she spoke. He was the eldest child in his brood and had three younger siblings to speak of. Danae would be shocked to learn if the pair of boys hadn’t ever complained about their respective siblings at one point or another. The Nikolaos’s experiences should help build upon the white lie and if Danae was right in her assumptions that he would unwittingly help her play dumb in the whole affair as it was only up until recently that the siblings were finally learning how to get along again. But Adrestus and Marietta didn’t need to know that did they?
However, even if she was dead wrong, Danae had hopes that maybe Adrestus would be able to pull them from this course of conversation that Danae did not want to partake in. After all, there was nothing as useful as a distraction. “Speaking of your family, Adrestus, I heard from a little birdie that your happening to work for my father now. I’m sure Lord Stavros is proud, is he not?”The girl beamed at Adrestus, encouraging him to divulge the details of his new employment arrangement and what his family thought of the whole ordeal. Danae already had a guess as to what that opinion would be, but she doubted that she had an exact image of what that would be. It would be better to let Adrestus reveal that information and carry on the conversation from there that would hopefully avoid any mention of Persephone or festivals.
Though that relied on Danae being successful with the best case scenario stemming from her little white lie. Even if they didn’t take the bait, the established distance between her and her brother would be enough to deter the other two from grilling her too greatly on the actions of her brother — which in truth she was only vaguely aware of herself. Hopefully, this skillful little manipulator who was very adept at playing sweet would be able to confuse them long enough to change the subject, but that relied on Marietta and Adrestus unknowingly playing along…
He gave Marietta a grin in her direction unaware that he hadn’t given her much detail. He knew that Hector was upset with him still, but nothing bad had happened to her and he was sure all was going to be forgiven. Sure he had gotten a little drunk in public… it wasn’t like he was the first one to do so. His father hadn’t even brought it up. He noticed Danae and his smile stayed on his face. He glanced over at Marietta. “No, you didn’t tell me! You have two then? You should introduce me to them later.” He said in a cheerful and genuine tone. Adrestus didn’t mind animals, and he had certainly seen various kinds through his travels. He wouldn’t probably want an animal for himself- it seemed like way too much work and he had too much going on in his life at the moment. That didn’t mean he didn’t mind visiting other people’s animals, especially if it meant he got to spend more time with Marietta.
He listened to Marietta’s question and looked at Danae curiously. Marietta always had something interesting to say. He watched as Danae answered, and frowned slightly when it was an answer he didn’t particularly enjoy. She had no answers, and they were back to where they started. Adrestus couldn’t remember if he had actually seen the queen, and he felt even worse that no one else had anything to contribute either. Adrestus seemed to stand up a bit straighter as Danae asked about Marietta’s art, the sailor appreciating the subject. He had always liked her art. Adrestus stopped for a moment as Danae spoke. “Wedding?” Adrestus’s tone was one of surprised. He had heard of the engagement, but he hadn’t really thought about the fact that the wedding would be so soon.
“Elias hasn’t spoken tio me about anything. I just got reacquainted with him. I think if I had stayed in Athenia all these years maybe we would still be close but… things didn’t work out that way. I’m hoping that we’ll be able to mend our friendship.” Adrestus had been too adamant with leaving and, while he knew things would be much different he had no regrets on his travels. It made him who he was. He laughed when Danae spoke of little sisters being annoying. “Unfortunately I have lovely sisters, it’s my older sister who annoys me the most.” He always felt like Dione was judging him. Not that she was out of line for doing so, but Adrestus didn’t like his actions picked apart.
He nodded at Danae’s next question. “Yes, I’ve been working for Lord Keikelius for a year now. It has been going quite well.” Ships were expensive to keep up, and the money coming in certainly helped with that. “My father is starting to have me study again.” He gave a soft sigh. “I’ll be participating in court soon enough.” He side glanced towards Marietta, unsure if he had told her this or not. He was being forced to do his father’s bidding. Now more then ever - and Adrestus hated it.
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He gave Marietta a grin in her direction unaware that he hadn’t given her much detail. He knew that Hector was upset with him still, but nothing bad had happened to her and he was sure all was going to be forgiven. Sure he had gotten a little drunk in public… it wasn’t like he was the first one to do so. His father hadn’t even brought it up. He noticed Danae and his smile stayed on his face. He glanced over at Marietta. “No, you didn’t tell me! You have two then? You should introduce me to them later.” He said in a cheerful and genuine tone. Adrestus didn’t mind animals, and he had certainly seen various kinds through his travels. He wouldn’t probably want an animal for himself- it seemed like way too much work and he had too much going on in his life at the moment. That didn’t mean he didn’t mind visiting other people’s animals, especially if it meant he got to spend more time with Marietta.
He listened to Marietta’s question and looked at Danae curiously. Marietta always had something interesting to say. He watched as Danae answered, and frowned slightly when it was an answer he didn’t particularly enjoy. She had no answers, and they were back to where they started. Adrestus couldn’t remember if he had actually seen the queen, and he felt even worse that no one else had anything to contribute either. Adrestus seemed to stand up a bit straighter as Danae asked about Marietta’s art, the sailor appreciating the subject. He had always liked her art. Adrestus stopped for a moment as Danae spoke. “Wedding?” Adrestus’s tone was one of surprised. He had heard of the engagement, but he hadn’t really thought about the fact that the wedding would be so soon.
“Elias hasn’t spoken tio me about anything. I just got reacquainted with him. I think if I had stayed in Athenia all these years maybe we would still be close but… things didn’t work out that way. I’m hoping that we’ll be able to mend our friendship.” Adrestus had been too adamant with leaving and, while he knew things would be much different he had no regrets on his travels. It made him who he was. He laughed when Danae spoke of little sisters being annoying. “Unfortunately I have lovely sisters, it’s my older sister who annoys me the most.” He always felt like Dione was judging him. Not that she was out of line for doing so, but Adrestus didn’t like his actions picked apart.
He nodded at Danae’s next question. “Yes, I’ve been working for Lord Keikelius for a year now. It has been going quite well.” Ships were expensive to keep up, and the money coming in certainly helped with that. “My father is starting to have me study again.” He gave a soft sigh. “I’ll be participating in court soon enough.” He side glanced towards Marietta, unsure if he had told her this or not. He was being forced to do his father’s bidding. Now more then ever - and Adrestus hated it.
He gave Marietta a grin in her direction unaware that he hadn’t given her much detail. He knew that Hector was upset with him still, but nothing bad had happened to her and he was sure all was going to be forgiven. Sure he had gotten a little drunk in public… it wasn’t like he was the first one to do so. His father hadn’t even brought it up. He noticed Danae and his smile stayed on his face. He glanced over at Marietta. “No, you didn’t tell me! You have two then? You should introduce me to them later.” He said in a cheerful and genuine tone. Adrestus didn’t mind animals, and he had certainly seen various kinds through his travels. He wouldn’t probably want an animal for himself- it seemed like way too much work and he had too much going on in his life at the moment. That didn’t mean he didn’t mind visiting other people’s animals, especially if it meant he got to spend more time with Marietta.
He listened to Marietta’s question and looked at Danae curiously. Marietta always had something interesting to say. He watched as Danae answered, and frowned slightly when it was an answer he didn’t particularly enjoy. She had no answers, and they were back to where they started. Adrestus couldn’t remember if he had actually seen the queen, and he felt even worse that no one else had anything to contribute either. Adrestus seemed to stand up a bit straighter as Danae asked about Marietta’s art, the sailor appreciating the subject. He had always liked her art. Adrestus stopped for a moment as Danae spoke. “Wedding?” Adrestus’s tone was one of surprised. He had heard of the engagement, but he hadn’t really thought about the fact that the wedding would be so soon.
“Elias hasn’t spoken tio me about anything. I just got reacquainted with him. I think if I had stayed in Athenia all these years maybe we would still be close but… things didn’t work out that way. I’m hoping that we’ll be able to mend our friendship.” Adrestus had been too adamant with leaving and, while he knew things would be much different he had no regrets on his travels. It made him who he was. He laughed when Danae spoke of little sisters being annoying. “Unfortunately I have lovely sisters, it’s my older sister who annoys me the most.” He always felt like Dione was judging him. Not that she was out of line for doing so, but Adrestus didn’t like his actions picked apart.
He nodded at Danae’s next question. “Yes, I’ve been working for Lord Keikelius for a year now. It has been going quite well.” Ships were expensive to keep up, and the money coming in certainly helped with that. “My father is starting to have me study again.” He gave a soft sigh. “I’ll be participating in court soon enough.” He side glanced towards Marietta, unsure if he had told her this or not. He was being forced to do his father’s bidding. Now more then ever - and Adrestus hated it.
Marietta wasn’t sure what to think of Danae’s response to her question. The younger also shared a distaste for public events, at least so Marietta had also heard, but Marietta could hardly consider this a social outing. And her original question remained. What information could be had that they could not get directly from Elias?
But when she replied that she had hardly seen Elias Marietta felt her lip purse. It was only when Adrestus made mention that he had seen Elias did annoyance finally flicker across her face. Marietta had spoken to Elias exactly one time in the past two months. She had seen him at court but never gotten the chance to talk directly with him. The only time she did, she was distracted by starving kittens. It was by chance that they ran into each other that day, and Marietta half wondered if he would have approached her had it not been for Danae’s interest in what Sofia and Marietta were doing that day.
“You put too much confidence in our friendship, Lady Danae.” Marietta said with a tinge of bitterness to her tone. Her eyes moved over to Adrestus. “So you’ve spoken with Elias? I’ve had but one conversation with him over the past months, despite my trying.” Marietta knew he was busy, clearly, but there came a point where it was quite obvious that he was avoiding her.
“Do you know anything about this, Danae?” Marietta returned her attention to the young girl. “Because clearly, despite your brother and I’s history, that we were not as close as originally thought. I mean, I do realize he’s busy, but there reaches a point that even I must raise a brow.” It should be more difficult to talk to the Princess and walk around the gardens in the Paláti than it is to spare just a few moments to sit down with a childhood friend. And yet the former happened, and the latter now seemed it may never again.
“So,” The Antonis girl continued bitterly, her mood now quite obviously soured, “I’m willing to bet that you have more information than either of us do judging merely on the fact of where you live. I must say, it came as quite a shock to me to hear of your brother’s engagement. I rushed over to the Paláti only to speak with Princess Emilia instead. How long has that been in discussion?”
The last Marietta knew Evi and her friend were sneaking off to Lyncestia together, and now he was engaged to Emilia? Which, fair, political marriages were always what would be most likely, though Marietta didn’t expect it to come so quickly and suddenly. Nor did she ever think her best friend would get engaged and not give her the common courtesy of telling her instead of allowing her to figure out by word of mouth like she was some peasant with nothing better to do but gossip about her betters.
Marietta sighed, doing her best to rebottle her growing anger and annoyance and instead glanced back at Adrestus. “I, for one, am glad you will be going to court. It would be very nice to have another friend there I do not dread speaking with. I only had Sofia to quell my anxieties as of late, and I do hope Lady Danae would help that as well in the future.” Because surely Lord Elias was no longer an ally in that.
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Marietta wasn’t sure what to think of Danae’s response to her question. The younger also shared a distaste for public events, at least so Marietta had also heard, but Marietta could hardly consider this a social outing. And her original question remained. What information could be had that they could not get directly from Elias?
But when she replied that she had hardly seen Elias Marietta felt her lip purse. It was only when Adrestus made mention that he had seen Elias did annoyance finally flicker across her face. Marietta had spoken to Elias exactly one time in the past two months. She had seen him at court but never gotten the chance to talk directly with him. The only time she did, she was distracted by starving kittens. It was by chance that they ran into each other that day, and Marietta half wondered if he would have approached her had it not been for Danae’s interest in what Sofia and Marietta were doing that day.
“You put too much confidence in our friendship, Lady Danae.” Marietta said with a tinge of bitterness to her tone. Her eyes moved over to Adrestus. “So you’ve spoken with Elias? I’ve had but one conversation with him over the past months, despite my trying.” Marietta knew he was busy, clearly, but there came a point where it was quite obvious that he was avoiding her.
“Do you know anything about this, Danae?” Marietta returned her attention to the young girl. “Because clearly, despite your brother and I’s history, that we were not as close as originally thought. I mean, I do realize he’s busy, but there reaches a point that even I must raise a brow.” It should be more difficult to talk to the Princess and walk around the gardens in the Paláti than it is to spare just a few moments to sit down with a childhood friend. And yet the former happened, and the latter now seemed it may never again.
“So,” The Antonis girl continued bitterly, her mood now quite obviously soured, “I’m willing to bet that you have more information than either of us do judging merely on the fact of where you live. I must say, it came as quite a shock to me to hear of your brother’s engagement. I rushed over to the Paláti only to speak with Princess Emilia instead. How long has that been in discussion?”
The last Marietta knew Evi and her friend were sneaking off to Lyncestia together, and now he was engaged to Emilia? Which, fair, political marriages were always what would be most likely, though Marietta didn’t expect it to come so quickly and suddenly. Nor did she ever think her best friend would get engaged and not give her the common courtesy of telling her instead of allowing her to figure out by word of mouth like she was some peasant with nothing better to do but gossip about her betters.
Marietta sighed, doing her best to rebottle her growing anger and annoyance and instead glanced back at Adrestus. “I, for one, am glad you will be going to court. It would be very nice to have another friend there I do not dread speaking with. I only had Sofia to quell my anxieties as of late, and I do hope Lady Danae would help that as well in the future.” Because surely Lord Elias was no longer an ally in that.
Marietta wasn’t sure what to think of Danae’s response to her question. The younger also shared a distaste for public events, at least so Marietta had also heard, but Marietta could hardly consider this a social outing. And her original question remained. What information could be had that they could not get directly from Elias?
But when she replied that she had hardly seen Elias Marietta felt her lip purse. It was only when Adrestus made mention that he had seen Elias did annoyance finally flicker across her face. Marietta had spoken to Elias exactly one time in the past two months. She had seen him at court but never gotten the chance to talk directly with him. The only time she did, she was distracted by starving kittens. It was by chance that they ran into each other that day, and Marietta half wondered if he would have approached her had it not been for Danae’s interest in what Sofia and Marietta were doing that day.
“You put too much confidence in our friendship, Lady Danae.” Marietta said with a tinge of bitterness to her tone. Her eyes moved over to Adrestus. “So you’ve spoken with Elias? I’ve had but one conversation with him over the past months, despite my trying.” Marietta knew he was busy, clearly, but there came a point where it was quite obvious that he was avoiding her.
“Do you know anything about this, Danae?” Marietta returned her attention to the young girl. “Because clearly, despite your brother and I’s history, that we were not as close as originally thought. I mean, I do realize he’s busy, but there reaches a point that even I must raise a brow.” It should be more difficult to talk to the Princess and walk around the gardens in the Paláti than it is to spare just a few moments to sit down with a childhood friend. And yet the former happened, and the latter now seemed it may never again.
“So,” The Antonis girl continued bitterly, her mood now quite obviously soured, “I’m willing to bet that you have more information than either of us do judging merely on the fact of where you live. I must say, it came as quite a shock to me to hear of your brother’s engagement. I rushed over to the Paláti only to speak with Princess Emilia instead. How long has that been in discussion?”
The last Marietta knew Evi and her friend were sneaking off to Lyncestia together, and now he was engaged to Emilia? Which, fair, political marriages were always what would be most likely, though Marietta didn’t expect it to come so quickly and suddenly. Nor did she ever think her best friend would get engaged and not give her the common courtesy of telling her instead of allowing her to figure out by word of mouth like she was some peasant with nothing better to do but gossip about her betters.
Marietta sighed, doing her best to rebottle her growing anger and annoyance and instead glanced back at Adrestus. “I, for one, am glad you will be going to court. It would be very nice to have another friend there I do not dread speaking with. I only had Sofia to quell my anxieties as of late, and I do hope Lady Danae would help that as well in the future.” Because surely Lord Elias was no longer an ally in that.
By gods, the Antonis girl was persistent, wasn’t she?
“You’re putting too much faith in close I am to my brother, Lady Marietta.” Danae said with her face hardening lightly as it was the other girl’s turn to strike a nerve with the Stravos. Although it was true that the sixteen-year-old knew more than she was letting on, such as the reason as to why Keikelius was distancing himself from the Stravos, there was a lot that the girl did not know. Her parents concocted plans with her brother in the shadows and under the cover of night, long after the girl retired for the night. Every day there seemed to be a new element to their grand plan that she had been kept in the dark about. Seven hades, the only reason she was privy to the information that she did have had come on account of the fact that she had proven herself to be a liability when she was kept in the dark. It was bad enough that Danae had keep questioning if she already had the full picture. She didn’t need Marietta adding salt to that wound as well.
There was a thousand and one things that she could say that could demonstrate the rift that existed between the brother and sister duo. Danae could mention the latest court session where Elias had thought nothing of embarrassing her in front of everyone. She was certain that her brother had rarely, if ever, said a kind word about her when the pair before her were close friends with him. How many times had Danae begged to tag along on their adventures when she was little girl, only to be shoved off onto a nanny? How many times had Marietta seen Elias insult her as children? Danae could practically fill the entire library of Athenia with the stories of how Elias had always been awful to her and how he had never made any attempt to hide it. Certainly, there was more than enough evidence to pull Marietta away from this line of questioning. She knew it. The Antonis knew it.
However, Danae couldn’t say any of it.
After that fiasco of a court session, Danae’s main goal for furthering her family’s ambitions was to ensure that everyone saw them as a cohesive unit -- save for Keikelius. Reminding Marietta of all this specific dirty laundry would be going directly against this plan and land her in a whole heap of trouble if word got back to her family… but she couldn’t keep letting this girl who seemed to be bitter about the breakdown of her friendship from grilling her mercilessly. After all, if Marietta kept driving at the cracks in the narrative that the Stravos was trying to present, it would only make things worse.
So thinking fast on her feet, Danae tried to remind the Antonis girl who her brother really was without adding another handful of dirt onto her coffin. “Elias lives in the palati now with Emilia… as he has been for weeks. I see him just frequently as you two do. As for the marriage? I don’t know. He doesn’t discuss such things with me and he is our head of house, he could decide such things on a whim if he so wished.” She finished with a small shrug as she glanced back at the two of them, hoping that the two of them would recall the memories on their own of how Danae had been excluded time and time again when it came to anything that had to do with Elias. Hopefully, that would be enough to have the two nobles get the hint and to stop pressing the issue. Danae wasn’t going to give them any information because as far as her history with Elias showed, the girl had none.
Even though Danae had been growing physically tense from all the prodding about Elias, the shift in the conversation towards chatter about court seemed to calm her a bit; especially when Adrestus said the magic word that piqued the young noble girl’s interest. “Ooh, studying what?” She curiously asked as she considered what the twenty-three-year-old may need to learn before reentering the circles of court. It was well known that Danae was quite the bookworm and had excelled in her own studies -- though the true extent had been obscured to save her reputation from being tarnished. Maybe it was the breakneck pace that Danae had accomplished her own studies and had been tackling subjects by fourteen that her brother had not even touched before his eighteenth year that had her wondering if Adre had somehow fallen behind in what he had to learn. After all, hadn’t he left Athenia for half a decade. She didn’t have the faintest clue as to what sort of things the boy could have gotten up to while at sea -- but surely there was nowhere in the known realm that was as academically accomplished as Athenia. Had his education suffered due to the salty waves? Danae wasn’t sure, but she hoped that this wasn’t the case. It would be quite embarrassing if Danae could genuinely offer tutoring sessions to someone who was nearly her brother’s age.
Politely nodding at what Adrestus had to say, Danae wasn’t all that surprised to hear that Keikelius would be utilizing the sea-faring son of a noble family known for its mercantile industry. It was a smart business decision and quite truthfully, Danae could have sworn that her father had once described the arrangement to her… as a lesson on how to get someone to work for you for free. Maybe it was best that Danae didn’t push that subject, just in case Adrestus had any sort of ill feelings towards how the business relationship with her father had found its roots.
However, she did perk up though when the conversation switched to talk about the court and how Marietta though that Danae would be a friendly face in the crowd. She glanced over at the girl suspiciously for a moment, unsure if she had heard the girl correctly. After all, Danae had never been subtle in her distaste for all the pomp and circumstance. Not to mention the last session had put a rather sour taste in her mouth in regards to the whole affair. If anything, she would have been content with forevermore being a wallflower at such events until she was finally married off and could feign sickness every time the court convened for the rest of her life. After all, it was always a miserable few hours anyway -- but the notion of having a friend or two there? Someone who she could talk to without needing to worry about the games of deception that she barely understood going on around her? Well, that certainly made the prospect of being forced into such events for the remainder of her life a bit more bearable to say the least.
“Yes, I can certainly do that.” Danae said with a hesitant grin, showing how nervous she secretly was that this was some sort of farce. “I will admit you two are far more pleasant company than some of the twittering old birds that are so insistent on knowing whoever is courting us, right Marietta?” The laugh that accompanied these words was a bit more genuine as it came from the shared stress of needing to interact with folks who did not care about the girls more than whatever gossip fodder they could offer. Perhaps even knowing that there was a friendly face there for her might make these events a bit easier to bear. Especially given the company that would be with them. “I’m sure you could charm the court with all the stories you have of your adventures Adrestus. Though I can guess where you’d rather be when it comes to court.” Already Danae could feel herself growing more comfortable with the chatter that was occurring between them and the girl could feel her own anxieties beginning to fade away.
Why on earth Elias had decided to let these two fade out of his friend group, Danae would never know. However, she couldn’t help, but admit that she was grateful as if Marietta’s word was true and the three of them could somehow move away from the topic of the Xanthos and her brother, she could even see a fast friendship forming with the two nobles before her...
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By gods, the Antonis girl was persistent, wasn’t she?
“You’re putting too much faith in close I am to my brother, Lady Marietta.” Danae said with her face hardening lightly as it was the other girl’s turn to strike a nerve with the Stravos. Although it was true that the sixteen-year-old knew more than she was letting on, such as the reason as to why Keikelius was distancing himself from the Stravos, there was a lot that the girl did not know. Her parents concocted plans with her brother in the shadows and under the cover of night, long after the girl retired for the night. Every day there seemed to be a new element to their grand plan that she had been kept in the dark about. Seven hades, the only reason she was privy to the information that she did have had come on account of the fact that she had proven herself to be a liability when she was kept in the dark. It was bad enough that Danae had keep questioning if she already had the full picture. She didn’t need Marietta adding salt to that wound as well.
There was a thousand and one things that she could say that could demonstrate the rift that existed between the brother and sister duo. Danae could mention the latest court session where Elias had thought nothing of embarrassing her in front of everyone. She was certain that her brother had rarely, if ever, said a kind word about her when the pair before her were close friends with him. How many times had Danae begged to tag along on their adventures when she was little girl, only to be shoved off onto a nanny? How many times had Marietta seen Elias insult her as children? Danae could practically fill the entire library of Athenia with the stories of how Elias had always been awful to her and how he had never made any attempt to hide it. Certainly, there was more than enough evidence to pull Marietta away from this line of questioning. She knew it. The Antonis knew it.
However, Danae couldn’t say any of it.
After that fiasco of a court session, Danae’s main goal for furthering her family’s ambitions was to ensure that everyone saw them as a cohesive unit -- save for Keikelius. Reminding Marietta of all this specific dirty laundry would be going directly against this plan and land her in a whole heap of trouble if word got back to her family… but she couldn’t keep letting this girl who seemed to be bitter about the breakdown of her friendship from grilling her mercilessly. After all, if Marietta kept driving at the cracks in the narrative that the Stravos was trying to present, it would only make things worse.
So thinking fast on her feet, Danae tried to remind the Antonis girl who her brother really was without adding another handful of dirt onto her coffin. “Elias lives in the palati now with Emilia… as he has been for weeks. I see him just frequently as you two do. As for the marriage? I don’t know. He doesn’t discuss such things with me and he is our head of house, he could decide such things on a whim if he so wished.” She finished with a small shrug as she glanced back at the two of them, hoping that the two of them would recall the memories on their own of how Danae had been excluded time and time again when it came to anything that had to do with Elias. Hopefully, that would be enough to have the two nobles get the hint and to stop pressing the issue. Danae wasn’t going to give them any information because as far as her history with Elias showed, the girl had none.
Even though Danae had been growing physically tense from all the prodding about Elias, the shift in the conversation towards chatter about court seemed to calm her a bit; especially when Adrestus said the magic word that piqued the young noble girl’s interest. “Ooh, studying what?” She curiously asked as she considered what the twenty-three-year-old may need to learn before reentering the circles of court. It was well known that Danae was quite the bookworm and had excelled in her own studies -- though the true extent had been obscured to save her reputation from being tarnished. Maybe it was the breakneck pace that Danae had accomplished her own studies and had been tackling subjects by fourteen that her brother had not even touched before his eighteenth year that had her wondering if Adre had somehow fallen behind in what he had to learn. After all, hadn’t he left Athenia for half a decade. She didn’t have the faintest clue as to what sort of things the boy could have gotten up to while at sea -- but surely there was nowhere in the known realm that was as academically accomplished as Athenia. Had his education suffered due to the salty waves? Danae wasn’t sure, but she hoped that this wasn’t the case. It would be quite embarrassing if Danae could genuinely offer tutoring sessions to someone who was nearly her brother’s age.
Politely nodding at what Adrestus had to say, Danae wasn’t all that surprised to hear that Keikelius would be utilizing the sea-faring son of a noble family known for its mercantile industry. It was a smart business decision and quite truthfully, Danae could have sworn that her father had once described the arrangement to her… as a lesson on how to get someone to work for you for free. Maybe it was best that Danae didn’t push that subject, just in case Adrestus had any sort of ill feelings towards how the business relationship with her father had found its roots.
However, she did perk up though when the conversation switched to talk about the court and how Marietta though that Danae would be a friendly face in the crowd. She glanced over at the girl suspiciously for a moment, unsure if she had heard the girl correctly. After all, Danae had never been subtle in her distaste for all the pomp and circumstance. Not to mention the last session had put a rather sour taste in her mouth in regards to the whole affair. If anything, she would have been content with forevermore being a wallflower at such events until she was finally married off and could feign sickness every time the court convened for the rest of her life. After all, it was always a miserable few hours anyway -- but the notion of having a friend or two there? Someone who she could talk to without needing to worry about the games of deception that she barely understood going on around her? Well, that certainly made the prospect of being forced into such events for the remainder of her life a bit more bearable to say the least.
“Yes, I can certainly do that.” Danae said with a hesitant grin, showing how nervous she secretly was that this was some sort of farce. “I will admit you two are far more pleasant company than some of the twittering old birds that are so insistent on knowing whoever is courting us, right Marietta?” The laugh that accompanied these words was a bit more genuine as it came from the shared stress of needing to interact with folks who did not care about the girls more than whatever gossip fodder they could offer. Perhaps even knowing that there was a friendly face there for her might make these events a bit easier to bear. Especially given the company that would be with them. “I’m sure you could charm the court with all the stories you have of your adventures Adrestus. Though I can guess where you’d rather be when it comes to court.” Already Danae could feel herself growing more comfortable with the chatter that was occurring between them and the girl could feel her own anxieties beginning to fade away.
Why on earth Elias had decided to let these two fade out of his friend group, Danae would never know. However, she couldn’t help, but admit that she was grateful as if Marietta’s word was true and the three of them could somehow move away from the topic of the Xanthos and her brother, she could even see a fast friendship forming with the two nobles before her...
By gods, the Antonis girl was persistent, wasn’t she?
“You’re putting too much faith in close I am to my brother, Lady Marietta.” Danae said with her face hardening lightly as it was the other girl’s turn to strike a nerve with the Stravos. Although it was true that the sixteen-year-old knew more than she was letting on, such as the reason as to why Keikelius was distancing himself from the Stravos, there was a lot that the girl did not know. Her parents concocted plans with her brother in the shadows and under the cover of night, long after the girl retired for the night. Every day there seemed to be a new element to their grand plan that she had been kept in the dark about. Seven hades, the only reason she was privy to the information that she did have had come on account of the fact that she had proven herself to be a liability when she was kept in the dark. It was bad enough that Danae had keep questioning if she already had the full picture. She didn’t need Marietta adding salt to that wound as well.
There was a thousand and one things that she could say that could demonstrate the rift that existed between the brother and sister duo. Danae could mention the latest court session where Elias had thought nothing of embarrassing her in front of everyone. She was certain that her brother had rarely, if ever, said a kind word about her when the pair before her were close friends with him. How many times had Danae begged to tag along on their adventures when she was little girl, only to be shoved off onto a nanny? How many times had Marietta seen Elias insult her as children? Danae could practically fill the entire library of Athenia with the stories of how Elias had always been awful to her and how he had never made any attempt to hide it. Certainly, there was more than enough evidence to pull Marietta away from this line of questioning. She knew it. The Antonis knew it.
However, Danae couldn’t say any of it.
After that fiasco of a court session, Danae’s main goal for furthering her family’s ambitions was to ensure that everyone saw them as a cohesive unit -- save for Keikelius. Reminding Marietta of all this specific dirty laundry would be going directly against this plan and land her in a whole heap of trouble if word got back to her family… but she couldn’t keep letting this girl who seemed to be bitter about the breakdown of her friendship from grilling her mercilessly. After all, if Marietta kept driving at the cracks in the narrative that the Stravos was trying to present, it would only make things worse.
So thinking fast on her feet, Danae tried to remind the Antonis girl who her brother really was without adding another handful of dirt onto her coffin. “Elias lives in the palati now with Emilia… as he has been for weeks. I see him just frequently as you two do. As for the marriage? I don’t know. He doesn’t discuss such things with me and he is our head of house, he could decide such things on a whim if he so wished.” She finished with a small shrug as she glanced back at the two of them, hoping that the two of them would recall the memories on their own of how Danae had been excluded time and time again when it came to anything that had to do with Elias. Hopefully, that would be enough to have the two nobles get the hint and to stop pressing the issue. Danae wasn’t going to give them any information because as far as her history with Elias showed, the girl had none.
Even though Danae had been growing physically tense from all the prodding about Elias, the shift in the conversation towards chatter about court seemed to calm her a bit; especially when Adrestus said the magic word that piqued the young noble girl’s interest. “Ooh, studying what?” She curiously asked as she considered what the twenty-three-year-old may need to learn before reentering the circles of court. It was well known that Danae was quite the bookworm and had excelled in her own studies -- though the true extent had been obscured to save her reputation from being tarnished. Maybe it was the breakneck pace that Danae had accomplished her own studies and had been tackling subjects by fourteen that her brother had not even touched before his eighteenth year that had her wondering if Adre had somehow fallen behind in what he had to learn. After all, hadn’t he left Athenia for half a decade. She didn’t have the faintest clue as to what sort of things the boy could have gotten up to while at sea -- but surely there was nowhere in the known realm that was as academically accomplished as Athenia. Had his education suffered due to the salty waves? Danae wasn’t sure, but she hoped that this wasn’t the case. It would be quite embarrassing if Danae could genuinely offer tutoring sessions to someone who was nearly her brother’s age.
Politely nodding at what Adrestus had to say, Danae wasn’t all that surprised to hear that Keikelius would be utilizing the sea-faring son of a noble family known for its mercantile industry. It was a smart business decision and quite truthfully, Danae could have sworn that her father had once described the arrangement to her… as a lesson on how to get someone to work for you for free. Maybe it was best that Danae didn’t push that subject, just in case Adrestus had any sort of ill feelings towards how the business relationship with her father had found its roots.
However, she did perk up though when the conversation switched to talk about the court and how Marietta though that Danae would be a friendly face in the crowd. She glanced over at the girl suspiciously for a moment, unsure if she had heard the girl correctly. After all, Danae had never been subtle in her distaste for all the pomp and circumstance. Not to mention the last session had put a rather sour taste in her mouth in regards to the whole affair. If anything, she would have been content with forevermore being a wallflower at such events until she was finally married off and could feign sickness every time the court convened for the rest of her life. After all, it was always a miserable few hours anyway -- but the notion of having a friend or two there? Someone who she could talk to without needing to worry about the games of deception that she barely understood going on around her? Well, that certainly made the prospect of being forced into such events for the remainder of her life a bit more bearable to say the least.
“Yes, I can certainly do that.” Danae said with a hesitant grin, showing how nervous she secretly was that this was some sort of farce. “I will admit you two are far more pleasant company than some of the twittering old birds that are so insistent on knowing whoever is courting us, right Marietta?” The laugh that accompanied these words was a bit more genuine as it came from the shared stress of needing to interact with folks who did not care about the girls more than whatever gossip fodder they could offer. Perhaps even knowing that there was a friendly face there for her might make these events a bit easier to bear. Especially given the company that would be with them. “I’m sure you could charm the court with all the stories you have of your adventures Adrestus. Though I can guess where you’d rather be when it comes to court.” Already Danae could feel herself growing more comfortable with the chatter that was occurring between them and the girl could feel her own anxieties beginning to fade away.
Why on earth Elias had decided to let these two fade out of his friend group, Danae would never know. However, she couldn’t help, but admit that she was grateful as if Marietta’s word was true and the three of them could somehow move away from the topic of the Xanthos and her brother, she could even see a fast friendship forming with the two nobles before her...
Keikelius hadn't expected himself to remain alone. While he was sure that his wife would not approach him, and the sight of his daughter in the crowd made him want to shift from foot to foot, he did no more than stand and observe. Observe because he was the image of impassivity in this instance. He would not speak to Elias because he had nothing to say. Much of what had happened over the recent days had not been expressed to neither himself nor his wife, and there was a point where even Keikelius was not going to accost his son for any information when things were moving in a constantly changing direction.
Perhaps is was best for him to remain out of the loop. It left his reactions that much more genuine in the eyes of the people around him. Lifting his arms to cross guardedly across his chest, his dark eyes watched the movements of Danae with Lady Marietta and Lord Adrestus, taking the stance of a man that was conflicted about wanting to speak with her but having resolved to have little to nothing to do with any of his family.
Not outside of coded letters that were burned immediately once they were read and digested.
The arrival of the Master of Secrets at his side had Keikelius turning his head slightly to watch the man. As staunch and unyielding of his emotions as Keikelius himself tended to be. Especially in moments such as this. The grace in which Keikelius had handled his son's stripping of titles and improptu trial had been a shock to many. Keikelius hadn't yielded on how angry he was to have any of his family called out for treason, and he had done as would be considered right. He had voted for his niece. Now, he was only keeping to his vote.
He would stand here for Persephone.
"If I had any answers to that question at all, I doubt any of us would stand here," Keikelius said calmly to Lord Cicero, breathing deeply through his nose. "For I thought information was you job, not mine," there was a very slight flash of amusement in Keikelius' gaze as he watched the other man. "I feel you assume that my relationship with my family isn't tenuous," he admitted, "Let it be known I have no connection to them presently. I do not even stay in the same residence."
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Keikelius hadn't expected himself to remain alone. While he was sure that his wife would not approach him, and the sight of his daughter in the crowd made him want to shift from foot to foot, he did no more than stand and observe. Observe because he was the image of impassivity in this instance. He would not speak to Elias because he had nothing to say. Much of what had happened over the recent days had not been expressed to neither himself nor his wife, and there was a point where even Keikelius was not going to accost his son for any information when things were moving in a constantly changing direction.
Perhaps is was best for him to remain out of the loop. It left his reactions that much more genuine in the eyes of the people around him. Lifting his arms to cross guardedly across his chest, his dark eyes watched the movements of Danae with Lady Marietta and Lord Adrestus, taking the stance of a man that was conflicted about wanting to speak with her but having resolved to have little to nothing to do with any of his family.
Not outside of coded letters that were burned immediately once they were read and digested.
The arrival of the Master of Secrets at his side had Keikelius turning his head slightly to watch the man. As staunch and unyielding of his emotions as Keikelius himself tended to be. Especially in moments such as this. The grace in which Keikelius had handled his son's stripping of titles and improptu trial had been a shock to many. Keikelius hadn't yielded on how angry he was to have any of his family called out for treason, and he had done as would be considered right. He had voted for his niece. Now, he was only keeping to his vote.
He would stand here for Persephone.
"If I had any answers to that question at all, I doubt any of us would stand here," Keikelius said calmly to Lord Cicero, breathing deeply through his nose. "For I thought information was you job, not mine," there was a very slight flash of amusement in Keikelius' gaze as he watched the other man. "I feel you assume that my relationship with my family isn't tenuous," he admitted, "Let it be known I have no connection to them presently. I do not even stay in the same residence."
Keikelius hadn't expected himself to remain alone. While he was sure that his wife would not approach him, and the sight of his daughter in the crowd made him want to shift from foot to foot, he did no more than stand and observe. Observe because he was the image of impassivity in this instance. He would not speak to Elias because he had nothing to say. Much of what had happened over the recent days had not been expressed to neither himself nor his wife, and there was a point where even Keikelius was not going to accost his son for any information when things were moving in a constantly changing direction.
Perhaps is was best for him to remain out of the loop. It left his reactions that much more genuine in the eyes of the people around him. Lifting his arms to cross guardedly across his chest, his dark eyes watched the movements of Danae with Lady Marietta and Lord Adrestus, taking the stance of a man that was conflicted about wanting to speak with her but having resolved to have little to nothing to do with any of his family.
Not outside of coded letters that were burned immediately once they were read and digested.
The arrival of the Master of Secrets at his side had Keikelius turning his head slightly to watch the man. As staunch and unyielding of his emotions as Keikelius himself tended to be. Especially in moments such as this. The grace in which Keikelius had handled his son's stripping of titles and improptu trial had been a shock to many. Keikelius hadn't yielded on how angry he was to have any of his family called out for treason, and he had done as would be considered right. He had voted for his niece. Now, he was only keeping to his vote.
He would stand here for Persephone.
"If I had any answers to that question at all, I doubt any of us would stand here," Keikelius said calmly to Lord Cicero, breathing deeply through his nose. "For I thought information was you job, not mine," there was a very slight flash of amusement in Keikelius' gaze as he watched the other man. "I feel you assume that my relationship with my family isn't tenuous," he admitted, "Let it be known I have no connection to them presently. I do not even stay in the same residence."
Hebe was keeping a secret. A very important secret that seemed much bigger than she was. Sometimes the knowledge that she was one of the few people who knew that Queen Persephone was back threatened to overwhelm her. She was aware that she talked a lot and sometimes let things slip that she should keep to herself. This was one secret that she had to keep from everyone until the Queen was ready to take back her kingdom. The youngest Antonis girl was certain that was what she would do. The common people were starving to death. Lord Elias clearly had no idea how to rule. I could probably do a better job myself.
A few days ago, she had moved back into her rooms at the palati to serve Princess Emilia. However, she had seen very little of her friend, which was both good and bad. Good because she wanted desperately to tell her that her sister was alive and well, but wasn't able to. If Emilia knew, maybe she would realize that Elias was just using her to take the Athenian throne for himself. And that was the bad part about not seeing the princess … she was almost always in the company of the Stravos lord, or so it seemed to her lady-in-waiting.
She had little to do but wander around the palati and listen. Still a bit miffed that Queen Persephone had turned down her offer to serve as a messenger between the sisters, Hebe was determined to find a way to be useful. If she could overhear something that Persephone needed to know and could get the information to her, maybe the Queen would give her a role to play in her plans, whatever they were. Though the rightful monarch of Athenia had told her that she didn’t want to ruin the friendship between their families and that was why she refused to let her get involved, Hebe believed that the real reason was because she was only fourteen. It was strange how she was considered an adult now but never treated like one. If she could prove her value, then maybe the Queen would change her mind.
Hebe had heard that crowds were gathering outside the Dikasterio to demand the opening of the Senate. Maybe she would be able to hear something useful there. It wasn’t as if she had anything else to do today. She often wondered if Emilia was so besotted with Elias that she had forgotten she existed. Or maybe he was purposefully keeping her away from her friends, who could see right through him and might open the princess’ eyes to his true intentions. The young girl hoped the marriage never took place. She prayed for that every day, for she feared that once Elias had what he wanted, Emilia would either have a fatal accident or be slowly poisoned to make it look like she died of mysterious disease. She cared too much for her friend to watch her suffer and be helpless to do anything about it.
To appear inconspicuous, she dressed in a dove gray silk chiton with pale pink embroidery around the edges. She chose plain jewelry made of silver filigree without gems that might sparkle and alert people that an Antonis lady was within hearing distance. Her hair was left loose as usual, which she hoped would make her look innocent and harmless. For once her age would work in her favor during her impromptu spying mission. If she was seen as a child, people would not be so careful around her, thinking that their words would go right over her head. Even if they did, she could write them down later and show them to somebody who was better able to understand them. It wasn't as if she would ever forget what she heard.
Leaving the palati, she walked to the Dikasterio and insinuated her small form into the crowd. Pausing every now and then to listen to conversations around her, Hebe moved slowly toward the front. She spotted her sister Marietta speaking with Lady Danae and Lord Adrestus. Perhaps Danae knew what her brother was planning, but if so, she would guard his secrets just as Hebe was protecting Persephone’s. Plus, Danae was much more intelligent that she was. So was Marietta. Maybe she should include her sister in her quest for information. She was older and understood more of politics than Hebe did.
Stopping close to the small group, she tried to catch her sister’s eye.
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Hebe was keeping a secret. A very important secret that seemed much bigger than she was. Sometimes the knowledge that she was one of the few people who knew that Queen Persephone was back threatened to overwhelm her. She was aware that she talked a lot and sometimes let things slip that she should keep to herself. This was one secret that she had to keep from everyone until the Queen was ready to take back her kingdom. The youngest Antonis girl was certain that was what she would do. The common people were starving to death. Lord Elias clearly had no idea how to rule. I could probably do a better job myself.
A few days ago, she had moved back into her rooms at the palati to serve Princess Emilia. However, she had seen very little of her friend, which was both good and bad. Good because she wanted desperately to tell her that her sister was alive and well, but wasn't able to. If Emilia knew, maybe she would realize that Elias was just using her to take the Athenian throne for himself. And that was the bad part about not seeing the princess … she was almost always in the company of the Stravos lord, or so it seemed to her lady-in-waiting.
She had little to do but wander around the palati and listen. Still a bit miffed that Queen Persephone had turned down her offer to serve as a messenger between the sisters, Hebe was determined to find a way to be useful. If she could overhear something that Persephone needed to know and could get the information to her, maybe the Queen would give her a role to play in her plans, whatever they were. Though the rightful monarch of Athenia had told her that she didn’t want to ruin the friendship between their families and that was why she refused to let her get involved, Hebe believed that the real reason was because she was only fourteen. It was strange how she was considered an adult now but never treated like one. If she could prove her value, then maybe the Queen would change her mind.
Hebe had heard that crowds were gathering outside the Dikasterio to demand the opening of the Senate. Maybe she would be able to hear something useful there. It wasn’t as if she had anything else to do today. She often wondered if Emilia was so besotted with Elias that she had forgotten she existed. Or maybe he was purposefully keeping her away from her friends, who could see right through him and might open the princess’ eyes to his true intentions. The young girl hoped the marriage never took place. She prayed for that every day, for she feared that once Elias had what he wanted, Emilia would either have a fatal accident or be slowly poisoned to make it look like she died of mysterious disease. She cared too much for her friend to watch her suffer and be helpless to do anything about it.
To appear inconspicuous, she dressed in a dove gray silk chiton with pale pink embroidery around the edges. She chose plain jewelry made of silver filigree without gems that might sparkle and alert people that an Antonis lady was within hearing distance. Her hair was left loose as usual, which she hoped would make her look innocent and harmless. For once her age would work in her favor during her impromptu spying mission. If she was seen as a child, people would not be so careful around her, thinking that their words would go right over her head. Even if they did, she could write them down later and show them to somebody who was better able to understand them. It wasn't as if she would ever forget what she heard.
Leaving the palati, she walked to the Dikasterio and insinuated her small form into the crowd. Pausing every now and then to listen to conversations around her, Hebe moved slowly toward the front. She spotted her sister Marietta speaking with Lady Danae and Lord Adrestus. Perhaps Danae knew what her brother was planning, but if so, she would guard his secrets just as Hebe was protecting Persephone’s. Plus, Danae was much more intelligent that she was. So was Marietta. Maybe she should include her sister in her quest for information. She was older and understood more of politics than Hebe did.
Stopping close to the small group, she tried to catch her sister’s eye.
Hebe was keeping a secret. A very important secret that seemed much bigger than she was. Sometimes the knowledge that she was one of the few people who knew that Queen Persephone was back threatened to overwhelm her. She was aware that she talked a lot and sometimes let things slip that she should keep to herself. This was one secret that she had to keep from everyone until the Queen was ready to take back her kingdom. The youngest Antonis girl was certain that was what she would do. The common people were starving to death. Lord Elias clearly had no idea how to rule. I could probably do a better job myself.
A few days ago, she had moved back into her rooms at the palati to serve Princess Emilia. However, she had seen very little of her friend, which was both good and bad. Good because she wanted desperately to tell her that her sister was alive and well, but wasn't able to. If Emilia knew, maybe she would realize that Elias was just using her to take the Athenian throne for himself. And that was the bad part about not seeing the princess … she was almost always in the company of the Stravos lord, or so it seemed to her lady-in-waiting.
She had little to do but wander around the palati and listen. Still a bit miffed that Queen Persephone had turned down her offer to serve as a messenger between the sisters, Hebe was determined to find a way to be useful. If she could overhear something that Persephone needed to know and could get the information to her, maybe the Queen would give her a role to play in her plans, whatever they were. Though the rightful monarch of Athenia had told her that she didn’t want to ruin the friendship between their families and that was why she refused to let her get involved, Hebe believed that the real reason was because she was only fourteen. It was strange how she was considered an adult now but never treated like one. If she could prove her value, then maybe the Queen would change her mind.
Hebe had heard that crowds were gathering outside the Dikasterio to demand the opening of the Senate. Maybe she would be able to hear something useful there. It wasn’t as if she had anything else to do today. She often wondered if Emilia was so besotted with Elias that she had forgotten she existed. Or maybe he was purposefully keeping her away from her friends, who could see right through him and might open the princess’ eyes to his true intentions. The young girl hoped the marriage never took place. She prayed for that every day, for she feared that once Elias had what he wanted, Emilia would either have a fatal accident or be slowly poisoned to make it look like she died of mysterious disease. She cared too much for her friend to watch her suffer and be helpless to do anything about it.
To appear inconspicuous, she dressed in a dove gray silk chiton with pale pink embroidery around the edges. She chose plain jewelry made of silver filigree without gems that might sparkle and alert people that an Antonis lady was within hearing distance. Her hair was left loose as usual, which she hoped would make her look innocent and harmless. For once her age would work in her favor during her impromptu spying mission. If she was seen as a child, people would not be so careful around her, thinking that their words would go right over her head. Even if they did, she could write them down later and show them to somebody who was better able to understand them. It wasn't as if she would ever forget what she heard.
Leaving the palati, she walked to the Dikasterio and insinuated her small form into the crowd. Pausing every now and then to listen to conversations around her, Hebe moved slowly toward the front. She spotted her sister Marietta speaking with Lady Danae and Lord Adrestus. Perhaps Danae knew what her brother was planning, but if so, she would guard his secrets just as Hebe was protecting Persephone’s. Plus, Danae was much more intelligent that she was. So was Marietta. Maybe she should include her sister in her quest for information. She was older and understood more of politics than Hebe did.
Stopping close to the small group, she tried to catch her sister’s eye.
Marietta thought Danae was a lovely girl, and she loved every moment she could spend with Adrestus, but neither of them were proving to be any use to Marietta. Had she wanted a conversation between friends she would have sent Danae a letter asking to meet over tea or shopping or whatever it is that Danae would find interesting. And while Marietta would surely like to discuss Adrestus’ studies and his return to court, she had more pressing concerns at the current moment.
Elias go put on house arrest, the King died, the palace was attacked, there are riots on the streets and what answers were had? Whatever game that was being had was being played so far in the shadows Marietta questioned if even the players could see. It was obvious to Marietta something was happening. Only a fool wouldn’t notice the blood being shed by the peasants over food or how quickly Elias went from being under house arrest to engaged to Princess Emilia. It was enough to make her head spin. And now the rumors that the Queen is alive? How could Adrestus and Danae be here and speak of anything but the current situation?
“Why yes, it is quite annoying the constant questions of when I and my sister will marry. I-” Marietta saw something in the crowd. She was caught by surprise, for she saw the tiny frame of her youngest sister Hebe. What was she doing here? Was she not at the palati? Even so, what could have brought her sister here? Evi and Sanasa weren’t insight, not as far as Marietta could tell. And had Emilia been here, there would have been quite a stir.
“Excuse me,” Marietta broke her gaze to smile at the pair. “This conversation was lovely, but it seems my presence is needed elsewhere. Please excuse my rudeness, Lady Danae. Why don’t we come together soon, perhaps with the kittens and tea?” Marietta then averted her gaze to Adre and put a light hand on his arm. “Don’t feel the need to follow, dear. Please accompany Lady Danae, I would hate to think my rudeness dragged you out of a riveting conversation.”
With that, Marietta left. She moved to her sister and without glancing at her, grabbed her wrist to pull her slightly from the crowd of senators and gossips. “Hebe, what are you doing here?” Marietta asked quietly, her eyes full of concern. “Were you not supposed to be the palatai with Princess Emilia?”
She glanced around the crowd. Angry old men and gossiping Ladies was not the interesting sort for a child, much less her youngest sister. But perhaps Hebe too was equally frustrated with the silence from those with power. She could not fault her for curiosity and a desire for clarity.
“Is Princess Emilia alright, Hebe?” Marietta asked her with an eyebrow quirked. “I spoke to her a few days ago and she seemed to be…” What was the right term for it? “Pensive. Did something happen, Hebe?”
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Marietta thought Danae was a lovely girl, and she loved every moment she could spend with Adrestus, but neither of them were proving to be any use to Marietta. Had she wanted a conversation between friends she would have sent Danae a letter asking to meet over tea or shopping or whatever it is that Danae would find interesting. And while Marietta would surely like to discuss Adrestus’ studies and his return to court, she had more pressing concerns at the current moment.
Elias go put on house arrest, the King died, the palace was attacked, there are riots on the streets and what answers were had? Whatever game that was being had was being played so far in the shadows Marietta questioned if even the players could see. It was obvious to Marietta something was happening. Only a fool wouldn’t notice the blood being shed by the peasants over food or how quickly Elias went from being under house arrest to engaged to Princess Emilia. It was enough to make her head spin. And now the rumors that the Queen is alive? How could Adrestus and Danae be here and speak of anything but the current situation?
“Why yes, it is quite annoying the constant questions of when I and my sister will marry. I-” Marietta saw something in the crowd. She was caught by surprise, for she saw the tiny frame of her youngest sister Hebe. What was she doing here? Was she not at the palati? Even so, what could have brought her sister here? Evi and Sanasa weren’t insight, not as far as Marietta could tell. And had Emilia been here, there would have been quite a stir.
“Excuse me,” Marietta broke her gaze to smile at the pair. “This conversation was lovely, but it seems my presence is needed elsewhere. Please excuse my rudeness, Lady Danae. Why don’t we come together soon, perhaps with the kittens and tea?” Marietta then averted her gaze to Adre and put a light hand on his arm. “Don’t feel the need to follow, dear. Please accompany Lady Danae, I would hate to think my rudeness dragged you out of a riveting conversation.”
With that, Marietta left. She moved to her sister and without glancing at her, grabbed her wrist to pull her slightly from the crowd of senators and gossips. “Hebe, what are you doing here?” Marietta asked quietly, her eyes full of concern. “Were you not supposed to be the palatai with Princess Emilia?”
She glanced around the crowd. Angry old men and gossiping Ladies was not the interesting sort for a child, much less her youngest sister. But perhaps Hebe too was equally frustrated with the silence from those with power. She could not fault her for curiosity and a desire for clarity.
“Is Princess Emilia alright, Hebe?” Marietta asked her with an eyebrow quirked. “I spoke to her a few days ago and she seemed to be…” What was the right term for it? “Pensive. Did something happen, Hebe?”
Marietta thought Danae was a lovely girl, and she loved every moment she could spend with Adrestus, but neither of them were proving to be any use to Marietta. Had she wanted a conversation between friends she would have sent Danae a letter asking to meet over tea or shopping or whatever it is that Danae would find interesting. And while Marietta would surely like to discuss Adrestus’ studies and his return to court, she had more pressing concerns at the current moment.
Elias go put on house arrest, the King died, the palace was attacked, there are riots on the streets and what answers were had? Whatever game that was being had was being played so far in the shadows Marietta questioned if even the players could see. It was obvious to Marietta something was happening. Only a fool wouldn’t notice the blood being shed by the peasants over food or how quickly Elias went from being under house arrest to engaged to Princess Emilia. It was enough to make her head spin. And now the rumors that the Queen is alive? How could Adrestus and Danae be here and speak of anything but the current situation?
“Why yes, it is quite annoying the constant questions of when I and my sister will marry. I-” Marietta saw something in the crowd. She was caught by surprise, for she saw the tiny frame of her youngest sister Hebe. What was she doing here? Was she not at the palati? Even so, what could have brought her sister here? Evi and Sanasa weren’t insight, not as far as Marietta could tell. And had Emilia been here, there would have been quite a stir.
“Excuse me,” Marietta broke her gaze to smile at the pair. “This conversation was lovely, but it seems my presence is needed elsewhere. Please excuse my rudeness, Lady Danae. Why don’t we come together soon, perhaps with the kittens and tea?” Marietta then averted her gaze to Adre and put a light hand on his arm. “Don’t feel the need to follow, dear. Please accompany Lady Danae, I would hate to think my rudeness dragged you out of a riveting conversation.”
With that, Marietta left. She moved to her sister and without glancing at her, grabbed her wrist to pull her slightly from the crowd of senators and gossips. “Hebe, what are you doing here?” Marietta asked quietly, her eyes full of concern. “Were you not supposed to be the palatai with Princess Emilia?”
She glanced around the crowd. Angry old men and gossiping Ladies was not the interesting sort for a child, much less her youngest sister. But perhaps Hebe too was equally frustrated with the silence from those with power. She could not fault her for curiosity and a desire for clarity.
“Is Princess Emilia alright, Hebe?” Marietta asked her with an eyebrow quirked. “I spoke to her a few days ago and she seemed to be…” What was the right term for it? “Pensive. Did something happen, Hebe?”