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Tythra was upset. She was incredibly angry at her parents and Tython. Yanni of Dimitrou had arrived from Taengea, and Tythra had been sent to another province which was holding a festival to act as the royal guest while her parents and her brother got to greet Yanni. That was unfair. That was completely unfair. This woman was to marry her brother one day, wasn’t she? Tythra should have been there! Why did her parents have to always make her so miserable? Sure, she had royal duties, but she had family ones too! The Kotas family was much more important than some festival that happens every year.
What was the point of Aunt Ulla if she can’t go in my stead. Tythra thought bitterly the entire time she had been at the festival. She still made sure to dawn her polite smile and socialize as if she loved being her instead of meeting the woman who would be marrying her brother. For it mattered not what her brother or parents thought of the woman, Tythra would not allow just anyone to marry her big brother. She had to be worthy and perfect, just what Tython deserved. Politics be damned, he’s not going to be marrying someone that would cause him a lifetime of misery. (Or Tythra for that matter- she wasn’t getting married anytime soon so far as she knew.)
Tythra may be younger than Yanni (And still very much learning how to navigate the adult world- not that she would admit to this. Tythra was, after all, perfect and proper.) but she would have the Lady know that in matters that came to her brother she would have the final say. Tythra was sure she could annoy her parents and brother enough to ship the woman back should she hate Yanni.
The young woman, just three months into 15 years old, was ready to show Yanni that she was not someone she could mess with. Yanni could perhaps be Queen but if she so much as made her brother the slightest bit upset, she would have hell to pay from the Princess Tythra of Kotas.
Tythra was practically bouncing in the carriage as she was arriving home. She made sure she got dressed up extra nice today. Blond hair was in soft curves tumbling down her back. She wore the prettiest chiton that she could find. A deep blue with white embroidery, it made the girl feel feminine and powerful. She also took care to make sure she arrived with her glittering tiara placed upon her head, one that shined and sparkled when it caught Apollo’s rays.
She will know exactly who’s boss. Tythra thought smugly, getting out of the carriage as she finally arrived home. She quickly made her way inside, asking where Lady Yanni was. Tythra spared no time. She did not care to relax after her long trip. She was going to meet her now.
Once informed, Tythra went straight to where Lady Yanni was. And what she saw amazed Tythra. Why is she so pretty? Tythra thought to herself. This is unfair! She was supposed to be an ugly hag, a shrew, unworthy of her brother. Instead she was beautiful, jaw-droppingly so. It made Tythra almost feel… pale in comparison.
Well surely her personality is that of a wall. Tythra tried to reassure herself. There was still a chance.
The Princess practically glided to the lady, head held high, and a smile on her lips. She probably had an annoying voice. Or horrible breath. Or maybe rotten teeth! She would only talk of boring things or be horribly mean and impolite, or a baby whining to go home. She would hate Colchis and everything that was here, being an impossible brat over an arranged marriage. She would treat Tythra unfairly and Tythra in turn would raise hell to her parents and brother, getting her sent home on the next ship never to see her again. Absolutely, there was no doubt about this. Tythra wouldn’t allow herself to like someone who was imperfect.
“Lady Yanni, a pleasure.” Tythra greeted the woman, in her best adult voice. “I see that you are getting comfortable with your new home.”
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Tythra was upset. She was incredibly angry at her parents and Tython. Yanni of Dimitrou had arrived from Taengea, and Tythra had been sent to another province which was holding a festival to act as the royal guest while her parents and her brother got to greet Yanni. That was unfair. That was completely unfair. This woman was to marry her brother one day, wasn’t she? Tythra should have been there! Why did her parents have to always make her so miserable? Sure, she had royal duties, but she had family ones too! The Kotas family was much more important than some festival that happens every year.
What was the point of Aunt Ulla if she can’t go in my stead. Tythra thought bitterly the entire time she had been at the festival. She still made sure to dawn her polite smile and socialize as if she loved being her instead of meeting the woman who would be marrying her brother. For it mattered not what her brother or parents thought of the woman, Tythra would not allow just anyone to marry her big brother. She had to be worthy and perfect, just what Tython deserved. Politics be damned, he’s not going to be marrying someone that would cause him a lifetime of misery. (Or Tythra for that matter- she wasn’t getting married anytime soon so far as she knew.)
Tythra may be younger than Yanni (And still very much learning how to navigate the adult world- not that she would admit to this. Tythra was, after all, perfect and proper.) but she would have the Lady know that in matters that came to her brother she would have the final say. Tythra was sure she could annoy her parents and brother enough to ship the woman back should she hate Yanni.
The young woman, just three months into 15 years old, was ready to show Yanni that she was not someone she could mess with. Yanni could perhaps be Queen but if she so much as made her brother the slightest bit upset, she would have hell to pay from the Princess Tythra of Kotas.
Tythra was practically bouncing in the carriage as she was arriving home. She made sure she got dressed up extra nice today. Blond hair was in soft curves tumbling down her back. She wore the prettiest chiton that she could find. A deep blue with white embroidery, it made the girl feel feminine and powerful. She also took care to make sure she arrived with her glittering tiara placed upon her head, one that shined and sparkled when it caught Apollo’s rays.
She will know exactly who’s boss. Tythra thought smugly, getting out of the carriage as she finally arrived home. She quickly made her way inside, asking where Lady Yanni was. Tythra spared no time. She did not care to relax after her long trip. She was going to meet her now.
Once informed, Tythra went straight to where Lady Yanni was. And what she saw amazed Tythra. Why is she so pretty? Tythra thought to herself. This is unfair! She was supposed to be an ugly hag, a shrew, unworthy of her brother. Instead she was beautiful, jaw-droppingly so. It made Tythra almost feel… pale in comparison.
Well surely her personality is that of a wall. Tythra tried to reassure herself. There was still a chance.
The Princess practically glided to the lady, head held high, and a smile on her lips. She probably had an annoying voice. Or horrible breath. Or maybe rotten teeth! She would only talk of boring things or be horribly mean and impolite, or a baby whining to go home. She would hate Colchis and everything that was here, being an impossible brat over an arranged marriage. She would treat Tythra unfairly and Tythra in turn would raise hell to her parents and brother, getting her sent home on the next ship never to see her again. Absolutely, there was no doubt about this. Tythra wouldn’t allow herself to like someone who was imperfect.
“Lady Yanni, a pleasure.” Tythra greeted the woman, in her best adult voice. “I see that you are getting comfortable with your new home.”
Tythra was upset. She was incredibly angry at her parents and Tython. Yanni of Dimitrou had arrived from Taengea, and Tythra had been sent to another province which was holding a festival to act as the royal guest while her parents and her brother got to greet Yanni. That was unfair. That was completely unfair. This woman was to marry her brother one day, wasn’t she? Tythra should have been there! Why did her parents have to always make her so miserable? Sure, she had royal duties, but she had family ones too! The Kotas family was much more important than some festival that happens every year.
What was the point of Aunt Ulla if she can’t go in my stead. Tythra thought bitterly the entire time she had been at the festival. She still made sure to dawn her polite smile and socialize as if she loved being her instead of meeting the woman who would be marrying her brother. For it mattered not what her brother or parents thought of the woman, Tythra would not allow just anyone to marry her big brother. She had to be worthy and perfect, just what Tython deserved. Politics be damned, he’s not going to be marrying someone that would cause him a lifetime of misery. (Or Tythra for that matter- she wasn’t getting married anytime soon so far as she knew.)
Tythra may be younger than Yanni (And still very much learning how to navigate the adult world- not that she would admit to this. Tythra was, after all, perfect and proper.) but she would have the Lady know that in matters that came to her brother she would have the final say. Tythra was sure she could annoy her parents and brother enough to ship the woman back should she hate Yanni.
The young woman, just three months into 15 years old, was ready to show Yanni that she was not someone she could mess with. Yanni could perhaps be Queen but if she so much as made her brother the slightest bit upset, she would have hell to pay from the Princess Tythra of Kotas.
Tythra was practically bouncing in the carriage as she was arriving home. She made sure she got dressed up extra nice today. Blond hair was in soft curves tumbling down her back. She wore the prettiest chiton that she could find. A deep blue with white embroidery, it made the girl feel feminine and powerful. She also took care to make sure she arrived with her glittering tiara placed upon her head, one that shined and sparkled when it caught Apollo’s rays.
She will know exactly who’s boss. Tythra thought smugly, getting out of the carriage as she finally arrived home. She quickly made her way inside, asking where Lady Yanni was. Tythra spared no time. She did not care to relax after her long trip. She was going to meet her now.
Once informed, Tythra went straight to where Lady Yanni was. And what she saw amazed Tythra. Why is she so pretty? Tythra thought to herself. This is unfair! She was supposed to be an ugly hag, a shrew, unworthy of her brother. Instead she was beautiful, jaw-droppingly so. It made Tythra almost feel… pale in comparison.
Well surely her personality is that of a wall. Tythra tried to reassure herself. There was still a chance.
The Princess practically glided to the lady, head held high, and a smile on her lips. She probably had an annoying voice. Or horrible breath. Or maybe rotten teeth! She would only talk of boring things or be horribly mean and impolite, or a baby whining to go home. She would hate Colchis and everything that was here, being an impossible brat over an arranged marriage. She would treat Tythra unfairly and Tythra in turn would raise hell to her parents and brother, getting her sent home on the next ship never to see her again. Absolutely, there was no doubt about this. Tythra wouldn’t allow herself to like someone who was imperfect.
“Lady Yanni, a pleasure.” Tythra greeted the woman, in her best adult voice. “I see that you are getting comfortable with your new home.”
Yanni was finally recovering from the exhaustion from her long trip, though she hadn’t given herself much time to rest. The most important thing was impressing her future husband and his family and proving that she had what it took to be Tython’s wife. It was important for the sake of Colchis and Taengea that this marriage work, though she was pretty sure there was very little she could do to wreck this, as both of their parents had been working on arranging the marriage for quite some months now.
She pulled herself from her exhaustion and reluctantly dressed for the day, putting on an intricate light pink dress that hugged her curves in all the right places while still looking befitting of the new position she would hold upon her marriage to Tython. Her brown hair was carefully pinned up, curls cascading strategically down while most of her hair was up, adorned with a golden hair comb that was crafted into a flock of birds, one of her favourites she owned.
She did her best not to let her tiredness show, which was a little easier now that she had a little time to rest. As far as she knew, she was not yet needed for anything, so she had found her way to the small library Tython had showed her when he had given her a tour of the house. She plucked a book on the Kotas family history from the shelves and settled herself comfortably in a chair facing a window, letting the cool breeze wash over her along with the sun that shone. She could get used to Colchis she supposed, as much as she ached to be home again, this would be her home.
She had no idea how long she had been there, reading up on the historic tales of what would be her new family, when she was being approached. She looked up quickly from her spot in the book only to see Tython’s sister coming towards her. The two women really hadn’t had a chance to talk yet. Yanni quickly closed the book, setting it aside she rose as the princess approached her.
“Your Highness.” She greeted, giving a respectful curtsy which felt a bit odd as the woman was a few years younger than herself, and Yanni stood to soon hold the same title herself.
She gave her a soft smile and a little nod.
“Very much so. Prince Tython has been kind enough to show me around.” She started, and then motioned to the book which she had been reading.
“Your family has such a rich history. I fear that I had gotten lost in such tales of bravery and honour.” She said, giving a small melodic laugh.
“I do apologize that we have not yet had proper introduction, I was told you were away for business, I did not know you would return today or I would have made myself more accessible so that we may meet.” She said, her heart was pounding a bit, this woman would some day very soon be her new family, and she would live here among the Kotas’, it was important that she got along with all of them.
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Yanni was finally recovering from the exhaustion from her long trip, though she hadn’t given herself much time to rest. The most important thing was impressing her future husband and his family and proving that she had what it took to be Tython’s wife. It was important for the sake of Colchis and Taengea that this marriage work, though she was pretty sure there was very little she could do to wreck this, as both of their parents had been working on arranging the marriage for quite some months now.
She pulled herself from her exhaustion and reluctantly dressed for the day, putting on an intricate light pink dress that hugged her curves in all the right places while still looking befitting of the new position she would hold upon her marriage to Tython. Her brown hair was carefully pinned up, curls cascading strategically down while most of her hair was up, adorned with a golden hair comb that was crafted into a flock of birds, one of her favourites she owned.
She did her best not to let her tiredness show, which was a little easier now that she had a little time to rest. As far as she knew, she was not yet needed for anything, so she had found her way to the small library Tython had showed her when he had given her a tour of the house. She plucked a book on the Kotas family history from the shelves and settled herself comfortably in a chair facing a window, letting the cool breeze wash over her along with the sun that shone. She could get used to Colchis she supposed, as much as she ached to be home again, this would be her home.
She had no idea how long she had been there, reading up on the historic tales of what would be her new family, when she was being approached. She looked up quickly from her spot in the book only to see Tython’s sister coming towards her. The two women really hadn’t had a chance to talk yet. Yanni quickly closed the book, setting it aside she rose as the princess approached her.
“Your Highness.” She greeted, giving a respectful curtsy which felt a bit odd as the woman was a few years younger than herself, and Yanni stood to soon hold the same title herself.
She gave her a soft smile and a little nod.
“Very much so. Prince Tython has been kind enough to show me around.” She started, and then motioned to the book which she had been reading.
“Your family has such a rich history. I fear that I had gotten lost in such tales of bravery and honour.” She said, giving a small melodic laugh.
“I do apologize that we have not yet had proper introduction, I was told you were away for business, I did not know you would return today or I would have made myself more accessible so that we may meet.” She said, her heart was pounding a bit, this woman would some day very soon be her new family, and she would live here among the Kotas’, it was important that she got along with all of them.
Yanni was finally recovering from the exhaustion from her long trip, though she hadn’t given herself much time to rest. The most important thing was impressing her future husband and his family and proving that she had what it took to be Tython’s wife. It was important for the sake of Colchis and Taengea that this marriage work, though she was pretty sure there was very little she could do to wreck this, as both of their parents had been working on arranging the marriage for quite some months now.
She pulled herself from her exhaustion and reluctantly dressed for the day, putting on an intricate light pink dress that hugged her curves in all the right places while still looking befitting of the new position she would hold upon her marriage to Tython. Her brown hair was carefully pinned up, curls cascading strategically down while most of her hair was up, adorned with a golden hair comb that was crafted into a flock of birds, one of her favourites she owned.
She did her best not to let her tiredness show, which was a little easier now that she had a little time to rest. As far as she knew, she was not yet needed for anything, so she had found her way to the small library Tython had showed her when he had given her a tour of the house. She plucked a book on the Kotas family history from the shelves and settled herself comfortably in a chair facing a window, letting the cool breeze wash over her along with the sun that shone. She could get used to Colchis she supposed, as much as she ached to be home again, this would be her home.
She had no idea how long she had been there, reading up on the historic tales of what would be her new family, when she was being approached. She looked up quickly from her spot in the book only to see Tython’s sister coming towards her. The two women really hadn’t had a chance to talk yet. Yanni quickly closed the book, setting it aside she rose as the princess approached her.
“Your Highness.” She greeted, giving a respectful curtsy which felt a bit odd as the woman was a few years younger than herself, and Yanni stood to soon hold the same title herself.
She gave her a soft smile and a little nod.
“Very much so. Prince Tython has been kind enough to show me around.” She started, and then motioned to the book which she had been reading.
“Your family has such a rich history. I fear that I had gotten lost in such tales of bravery and honour.” She said, giving a small melodic laugh.
“I do apologize that we have not yet had proper introduction, I was told you were away for business, I did not know you would return today or I would have made myself more accessible so that we may meet.” She said, her heart was pounding a bit, this woman would some day very soon be her new family, and she would live here among the Kotas’, it was important that she got along with all of them.
She was supposed to have an annoying voice! Or bad teeth! This was getting harder and harder and Tythra was not liking this. She also spoke with respect, instead of a halfwit with the personality of dry paint. But Tythra would not give up hope yet. She would find every flaw this woman had and take it to her brother and parents, presenting them a case of why this woman was clearly unfit to be Queen.
The truth of the matter was, Tythra didn’t much care who would be Queen of Colchis. She knew her parents would pick a woman of worth in that regard. Though she would never admit it to herself, Tythra was selfish in this need to find flaws of Lady Yanni. Any woman that was floated before in conversation the young girl found myriads of reasons why she simply could not work for Tython. For when Tython got married he would no longer have time for Tythra. He would spend his time instead doting on his new wife. He would shower her with love and adoration and Tythra would be left the forgotten sister. She would eventually marry herself and be forced to leave the house. Tythra was not ready for this reality. She wanted to cling to the few years she had left as a Kotas. She wanted to spend these moments with her brother who she cared for with all of her heart.
This girl was going to steal everything that Tythra ever loved away from her. She was stealing her name, she was stealing her home, and she was stealing Tython. Tythra would have nothing but the title of Princess. But no one cares about a Princess when she no longer bears the name of the royal family. Once Tython started having kids, it would be them that people cared about. Tythra would be just a name in the history books marking her birth and marking her death. Yanni would have everything, including the attention of her brother. Tythra would just be… in the background where no one ever cared to look.
I hate her! The young girl thought furiously. Each and every word that came from the girl’s mouth she hated more and more. I hate her! I hate her! I. Hate. Her!
She had to stop being so polite! She had to stop showing interest in the family. She had to stop with that stupid smile on her stupid lips with that stupid, stupid look! Tythra had to have every reason to hate the stranger so that when push came to shove and Yanni was sailing back to Taengea with a broken heart and lost dreams, Tythra would be in the right and her brother and parents would be thanking her from saving him from a terrible marriage.
But Tythra couldn’t just be rude to her. She had to be in the right, so that way no one would blame Tythra when the marriage inevitably came crashing down. “Yes, well, I rushed home so that I could have the chance to meet you,” Tythra said, a smile still on her face though it did flicker for a bit. “My brother personally gave you the tour, did he now? He’s so busy you must have been so excited. Soon you will be just as busy too.” And Tythra will be alone and forgotten.
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She was supposed to have an annoying voice! Or bad teeth! This was getting harder and harder and Tythra was not liking this. She also spoke with respect, instead of a halfwit with the personality of dry paint. But Tythra would not give up hope yet. She would find every flaw this woman had and take it to her brother and parents, presenting them a case of why this woman was clearly unfit to be Queen.
The truth of the matter was, Tythra didn’t much care who would be Queen of Colchis. She knew her parents would pick a woman of worth in that regard. Though she would never admit it to herself, Tythra was selfish in this need to find flaws of Lady Yanni. Any woman that was floated before in conversation the young girl found myriads of reasons why she simply could not work for Tython. For when Tython got married he would no longer have time for Tythra. He would spend his time instead doting on his new wife. He would shower her with love and adoration and Tythra would be left the forgotten sister. She would eventually marry herself and be forced to leave the house. Tythra was not ready for this reality. She wanted to cling to the few years she had left as a Kotas. She wanted to spend these moments with her brother who she cared for with all of her heart.
This girl was going to steal everything that Tythra ever loved away from her. She was stealing her name, she was stealing her home, and she was stealing Tython. Tythra would have nothing but the title of Princess. But no one cares about a Princess when she no longer bears the name of the royal family. Once Tython started having kids, it would be them that people cared about. Tythra would be just a name in the history books marking her birth and marking her death. Yanni would have everything, including the attention of her brother. Tythra would just be… in the background where no one ever cared to look.
I hate her! The young girl thought furiously. Each and every word that came from the girl’s mouth she hated more and more. I hate her! I hate her! I. Hate. Her!
She had to stop being so polite! She had to stop showing interest in the family. She had to stop with that stupid smile on her stupid lips with that stupid, stupid look! Tythra had to have every reason to hate the stranger so that when push came to shove and Yanni was sailing back to Taengea with a broken heart and lost dreams, Tythra would be in the right and her brother and parents would be thanking her from saving him from a terrible marriage.
But Tythra couldn’t just be rude to her. She had to be in the right, so that way no one would blame Tythra when the marriage inevitably came crashing down. “Yes, well, I rushed home so that I could have the chance to meet you,” Tythra said, a smile still on her face though it did flicker for a bit. “My brother personally gave you the tour, did he now? He’s so busy you must have been so excited. Soon you will be just as busy too.” And Tythra will be alone and forgotten.
She was supposed to have an annoying voice! Or bad teeth! This was getting harder and harder and Tythra was not liking this. She also spoke with respect, instead of a halfwit with the personality of dry paint. But Tythra would not give up hope yet. She would find every flaw this woman had and take it to her brother and parents, presenting them a case of why this woman was clearly unfit to be Queen.
The truth of the matter was, Tythra didn’t much care who would be Queen of Colchis. She knew her parents would pick a woman of worth in that regard. Though she would never admit it to herself, Tythra was selfish in this need to find flaws of Lady Yanni. Any woman that was floated before in conversation the young girl found myriads of reasons why she simply could not work for Tython. For when Tython got married he would no longer have time for Tythra. He would spend his time instead doting on his new wife. He would shower her with love and adoration and Tythra would be left the forgotten sister. She would eventually marry herself and be forced to leave the house. Tythra was not ready for this reality. She wanted to cling to the few years she had left as a Kotas. She wanted to spend these moments with her brother who she cared for with all of her heart.
This girl was going to steal everything that Tythra ever loved away from her. She was stealing her name, she was stealing her home, and she was stealing Tython. Tythra would have nothing but the title of Princess. But no one cares about a Princess when she no longer bears the name of the royal family. Once Tython started having kids, it would be them that people cared about. Tythra would be just a name in the history books marking her birth and marking her death. Yanni would have everything, including the attention of her brother. Tythra would just be… in the background where no one ever cared to look.
I hate her! The young girl thought furiously. Each and every word that came from the girl’s mouth she hated more and more. I hate her! I hate her! I. Hate. Her!
She had to stop being so polite! She had to stop showing interest in the family. She had to stop with that stupid smile on her stupid lips with that stupid, stupid look! Tythra had to have every reason to hate the stranger so that when push came to shove and Yanni was sailing back to Taengea with a broken heart and lost dreams, Tythra would be in the right and her brother and parents would be thanking her from saving him from a terrible marriage.
But Tythra couldn’t just be rude to her. She had to be in the right, so that way no one would blame Tythra when the marriage inevitably came crashing down. “Yes, well, I rushed home so that I could have the chance to meet you,” Tythra said, a smile still on her face though it did flicker for a bit. “My brother personally gave you the tour, did he now? He’s so busy you must have been so excited. Soon you will be just as busy too.” And Tythra will be alone and forgotten.
Yanni did not know for sure that Tythra didn’t like her, but it sort of felt like there was something negative behind her tone, like she was speaking politely but there was a double edged meaning behind her words. She wasn’t sure if she was imagining it, or if there was some truth to what she was thinking. She needed this marriage to work out, she was not going to go home to her father having failed to secure the deal that both families had been working on. Yanni was determined, and she would not fail.
This would just be another challenge for her, this would be a test, to see if she could skirt the courts here in Colchis. Or at least that was how she decided she would see it.
“I am grateful that you rushed home to meet me. It’s an honour that you would be so excited.” She said, giving her a smile, as if they were about to become the best of friends. As much as she did want to be friends with her future husband’s sister, the other woman seemed to be on the attack, and Yanni would not lay down and be walked all over.
“He did, yes. And just as I am grateful for your company now, I was grateful for Prince Tython taking the time out to spend with me.” She commented, her heart rate picking up just a little bit as she remembered the tour and just how handsome Tython was. If nothing else, at least she was attracted to her future husband.
“Let me have our staff get us some tea and some snacks, and we can sit and get to know each other. If you have the time, your Highness.” She offered, the two serving staff her father had sent with her were waiting by the wall in the room, ready to follow Yanni’s command if Tythra agreed to sit and have tea with her.
She thought that if she could just sit down and get to know Tythra, the two of them could probably get along. From what Yanni knew of the princess, the two of them held some similar traits, the biggest of one being how stubborn and determined they both were. She just hoped that Tythra wasn’t too stubborn to warm up to her.
She wasn’t sure if Tythra had the sway with her parents to ruin the arrangement, but either way she did not need the extra pressure against her in this. If she could get Tythra on her side, it would work well for her, now and in the future. A rivalry between the future Queen and her sister in law was not a good omen for the Kingdom.
“Your head cook suggested a tea brew local to Colchis that I have not had before, perhaps we could partake in something from your home, and I can have my own staff make some pastries that are from my home and we can celebrate the future unity of both Colchis and Taengea.” She suggested, Tythra could not deny that, and that was exactly why Yanni had worded it that way.
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Yanni did not know for sure that Tythra didn’t like her, but it sort of felt like there was something negative behind her tone, like she was speaking politely but there was a double edged meaning behind her words. She wasn’t sure if she was imagining it, or if there was some truth to what she was thinking. She needed this marriage to work out, she was not going to go home to her father having failed to secure the deal that both families had been working on. Yanni was determined, and she would not fail.
This would just be another challenge for her, this would be a test, to see if she could skirt the courts here in Colchis. Or at least that was how she decided she would see it.
“I am grateful that you rushed home to meet me. It’s an honour that you would be so excited.” She said, giving her a smile, as if they were about to become the best of friends. As much as she did want to be friends with her future husband’s sister, the other woman seemed to be on the attack, and Yanni would not lay down and be walked all over.
“He did, yes. And just as I am grateful for your company now, I was grateful for Prince Tython taking the time out to spend with me.” She commented, her heart rate picking up just a little bit as she remembered the tour and just how handsome Tython was. If nothing else, at least she was attracted to her future husband.
“Let me have our staff get us some tea and some snacks, and we can sit and get to know each other. If you have the time, your Highness.” She offered, the two serving staff her father had sent with her were waiting by the wall in the room, ready to follow Yanni’s command if Tythra agreed to sit and have tea with her.
She thought that if she could just sit down and get to know Tythra, the two of them could probably get along. From what Yanni knew of the princess, the two of them held some similar traits, the biggest of one being how stubborn and determined they both were. She just hoped that Tythra wasn’t too stubborn to warm up to her.
She wasn’t sure if Tythra had the sway with her parents to ruin the arrangement, but either way she did not need the extra pressure against her in this. If she could get Tythra on her side, it would work well for her, now and in the future. A rivalry between the future Queen and her sister in law was not a good omen for the Kingdom.
“Your head cook suggested a tea brew local to Colchis that I have not had before, perhaps we could partake in something from your home, and I can have my own staff make some pastries that are from my home and we can celebrate the future unity of both Colchis and Taengea.” She suggested, Tythra could not deny that, and that was exactly why Yanni had worded it that way.
Yanni did not know for sure that Tythra didn’t like her, but it sort of felt like there was something negative behind her tone, like she was speaking politely but there was a double edged meaning behind her words. She wasn’t sure if she was imagining it, or if there was some truth to what she was thinking. She needed this marriage to work out, she was not going to go home to her father having failed to secure the deal that both families had been working on. Yanni was determined, and she would not fail.
This would just be another challenge for her, this would be a test, to see if she could skirt the courts here in Colchis. Or at least that was how she decided she would see it.
“I am grateful that you rushed home to meet me. It’s an honour that you would be so excited.” She said, giving her a smile, as if they were about to become the best of friends. As much as she did want to be friends with her future husband’s sister, the other woman seemed to be on the attack, and Yanni would not lay down and be walked all over.
“He did, yes. And just as I am grateful for your company now, I was grateful for Prince Tython taking the time out to spend with me.” She commented, her heart rate picking up just a little bit as she remembered the tour and just how handsome Tython was. If nothing else, at least she was attracted to her future husband.
“Let me have our staff get us some tea and some snacks, and we can sit and get to know each other. If you have the time, your Highness.” She offered, the two serving staff her father had sent with her were waiting by the wall in the room, ready to follow Yanni’s command if Tythra agreed to sit and have tea with her.
She thought that if she could just sit down and get to know Tythra, the two of them could probably get along. From what Yanni knew of the princess, the two of them held some similar traits, the biggest of one being how stubborn and determined they both were. She just hoped that Tythra wasn’t too stubborn to warm up to her.
She wasn’t sure if Tythra had the sway with her parents to ruin the arrangement, but either way she did not need the extra pressure against her in this. If she could get Tythra on her side, it would work well for her, now and in the future. A rivalry between the future Queen and her sister in law was not a good omen for the Kingdom.
“Your head cook suggested a tea brew local to Colchis that I have not had before, perhaps we could partake in something from your home, and I can have my own staff make some pastries that are from my home and we can celebrate the future unity of both Colchis and Taengea.” She suggested, Tythra could not deny that, and that was exactly why Yanni had worded it that way.
Tythra felt even more bitter, but of course, she accepted the tea and pastries. This wasn’t a union between Taengea and Colchis. Colchis would not become more Taengean if Tython and Yanni married. In fact, Yanni would become a woman of Colchis. She would be expected to follow their customs right? Not force her’s upon them.
One con to this marriage, check! Tythra thought to herself as she sat with Yanni. Though that would not be enough to get her parents to send Yanni away. She would need more concrete evidence than Yanni simply wanting to give Tythra Taengean pastries. But that would come in time and then Yanni would rue the day she dared try to win her brother’s hand in marriage. Rue it!
Tythra would have to interrogate her. But she could not be so rude. She could not push for flaws but simply look for an opening. There was one that was obvious to Tythra, and perhaps one that could sew the seeds of doubt in the lady’s mind. “I must admire your bravery, Lady Yanni. To sail all this way to Colchis. It must have been a culture shock when you set foot on our land. And it must have been so hard to say goodbye to your family. I could only imagine…”
So hard in fact that she cannot possible remain here. Run home, where it’s familiar and warm. Leave the mountains of Colchis, where everyone was but a stranger. Colchis was cold, harsh and Taengea was happy and bright. Go on, say that. That’s all you need to say.
Tythra glanced as the tea was served and the pastries were placed in front of the girl. Tythra went to grab her teacup but she was overpowered by a sweet scent. Her eye slid back to the pastries. They looked delectable, enough that Tythra felt saliva begin to pool in her mouth.
It wouldn’t hurt to just try a bit…
Tythra reached for the pastry and took a bite. Eyes widen in excitement. It was spongy and sticky and delicious and amazing! Why didn’t they have this here? How did the Taengeans make this? Tythra would demand that her chefs learned this. What else did the Taengeans have that Colchis didn’t? Oh, wasn’t their wine good? Tythra was just old enough to try that now! Did Yanni bring any with her?
“This is so good. ” Tythra forgot herself, instead gushing about the sweets. “Did you bring anything else from Taengea? Did you bring wine? My brother told me that Taengeans have really good wine! And don’t they have good art too? Did you bring any so I could see it? When we went to Taengea in the past I was too young to drink wine, and I didn’t care much for art. But I’m much more mature now. I turned fifteen three months ago, and that completely changed my perspective on things. I’m an adult now.”
Tythra hungrily reached for another sweet. This time she sipped her tea with it like a proper, adult lady. This was fantastic. “Oh, what about glass? I heard there’s wonderful glassblowers there. Mother gave me a beautiful necklace of glass beads for my thirteenth birthday and it’s one of my favorites. It sparkles just as bright as my gems.”
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Tythra felt even more bitter, but of course, she accepted the tea and pastries. This wasn’t a union between Taengea and Colchis. Colchis would not become more Taengean if Tython and Yanni married. In fact, Yanni would become a woman of Colchis. She would be expected to follow their customs right? Not force her’s upon them.
One con to this marriage, check! Tythra thought to herself as she sat with Yanni. Though that would not be enough to get her parents to send Yanni away. She would need more concrete evidence than Yanni simply wanting to give Tythra Taengean pastries. But that would come in time and then Yanni would rue the day she dared try to win her brother’s hand in marriage. Rue it!
Tythra would have to interrogate her. But she could not be so rude. She could not push for flaws but simply look for an opening. There was one that was obvious to Tythra, and perhaps one that could sew the seeds of doubt in the lady’s mind. “I must admire your bravery, Lady Yanni. To sail all this way to Colchis. It must have been a culture shock when you set foot on our land. And it must have been so hard to say goodbye to your family. I could only imagine…”
So hard in fact that she cannot possible remain here. Run home, where it’s familiar and warm. Leave the mountains of Colchis, where everyone was but a stranger. Colchis was cold, harsh and Taengea was happy and bright. Go on, say that. That’s all you need to say.
Tythra glanced as the tea was served and the pastries were placed in front of the girl. Tythra went to grab her teacup but she was overpowered by a sweet scent. Her eye slid back to the pastries. They looked delectable, enough that Tythra felt saliva begin to pool in her mouth.
It wouldn’t hurt to just try a bit…
Tythra reached for the pastry and took a bite. Eyes widen in excitement. It was spongy and sticky and delicious and amazing! Why didn’t they have this here? How did the Taengeans make this? Tythra would demand that her chefs learned this. What else did the Taengeans have that Colchis didn’t? Oh, wasn’t their wine good? Tythra was just old enough to try that now! Did Yanni bring any with her?
“This is so good. ” Tythra forgot herself, instead gushing about the sweets. “Did you bring anything else from Taengea? Did you bring wine? My brother told me that Taengeans have really good wine! And don’t they have good art too? Did you bring any so I could see it? When we went to Taengea in the past I was too young to drink wine, and I didn’t care much for art. But I’m much more mature now. I turned fifteen three months ago, and that completely changed my perspective on things. I’m an adult now.”
Tythra hungrily reached for another sweet. This time she sipped her tea with it like a proper, adult lady. This was fantastic. “Oh, what about glass? I heard there’s wonderful glassblowers there. Mother gave me a beautiful necklace of glass beads for my thirteenth birthday and it’s one of my favorites. It sparkles just as bright as my gems.”
Tythra felt even more bitter, but of course, she accepted the tea and pastries. This wasn’t a union between Taengea and Colchis. Colchis would not become more Taengean if Tython and Yanni married. In fact, Yanni would become a woman of Colchis. She would be expected to follow their customs right? Not force her’s upon them.
One con to this marriage, check! Tythra thought to herself as she sat with Yanni. Though that would not be enough to get her parents to send Yanni away. She would need more concrete evidence than Yanni simply wanting to give Tythra Taengean pastries. But that would come in time and then Yanni would rue the day she dared try to win her brother’s hand in marriage. Rue it!
Tythra would have to interrogate her. But she could not be so rude. She could not push for flaws but simply look for an opening. There was one that was obvious to Tythra, and perhaps one that could sew the seeds of doubt in the lady’s mind. “I must admire your bravery, Lady Yanni. To sail all this way to Colchis. It must have been a culture shock when you set foot on our land. And it must have been so hard to say goodbye to your family. I could only imagine…”
So hard in fact that she cannot possible remain here. Run home, where it’s familiar and warm. Leave the mountains of Colchis, where everyone was but a stranger. Colchis was cold, harsh and Taengea was happy and bright. Go on, say that. That’s all you need to say.
Tythra glanced as the tea was served and the pastries were placed in front of the girl. Tythra went to grab her teacup but she was overpowered by a sweet scent. Her eye slid back to the pastries. They looked delectable, enough that Tythra felt saliva begin to pool in her mouth.
It wouldn’t hurt to just try a bit…
Tythra reached for the pastry and took a bite. Eyes widen in excitement. It was spongy and sticky and delicious and amazing! Why didn’t they have this here? How did the Taengeans make this? Tythra would demand that her chefs learned this. What else did the Taengeans have that Colchis didn’t? Oh, wasn’t their wine good? Tythra was just old enough to try that now! Did Yanni bring any with her?
“This is so good. ” Tythra forgot herself, instead gushing about the sweets. “Did you bring anything else from Taengea? Did you bring wine? My brother told me that Taengeans have really good wine! And don’t they have good art too? Did you bring any so I could see it? When we went to Taengea in the past I was too young to drink wine, and I didn’t care much for art. But I’m much more mature now. I turned fifteen three months ago, and that completely changed my perspective on things. I’m an adult now.”
Tythra hungrily reached for another sweet. This time she sipped her tea with it like a proper, adult lady. This was fantastic. “Oh, what about glass? I heard there’s wonderful glassblowers there. Mother gave me a beautiful necklace of glass beads for my thirteenth birthday and it’s one of my favorites. It sparkles just as bright as my gems.”
“Of course it was hard to leave Taengea, and my family, but Colchis will be just as much my home, and soon you will all be just as much my family.” She said, thinking it was an odd comment. Almost as if Tythra wanted her to feel homesick and go running back. Of course Yanni was homesick, she did not want to leave her land, or her family or the life that she knew. She did not want to come to this land of stone and strangers, but it was her fate, and she would accept it and she would do her best to cope. But Tythra did not need to know that Yanni did not wish to be here. Tythra needed to see that she would adapt and thrive and be a fantastic wife for her brother.
Yanni took her cup of tea when it was brought by the serving staff, not bothering to put any honey or anything in it, she took a sip of the hot beverage and enjoyed the warmth and a moment of peace from Tythra’s some what unfriendly seeming attitude. A brief respite, she was sure, but one none the less.
Yanni was surprised when the other woman tried one of the baked goods and then suddenly her attitude changed and she was asking all sorts of things about Taengea, apparently all Yanni had needed to do was appeal to her sweet tooth and suddenly she was a perfectly fine candidate for a sister in law. If only she had known this earlier.
“I have brought some wine along with me yes, but unfortunately no art nor glass.” She stated, they hadn’t exactly been essentials on her list to pack when she had been coming to Colchis. She had however brought wine, a gift for her future family.
She made note of her other interests though, and thought perhaps she could write home to have something sent to her to give to Tythra, to further appease the woman and hopefully thwart any attempts she might make to sabotage her future marriage to the woman’s brother. If that was in fact what she had been trying to do.
“If you would like, I can have my staff fetch some of the wine that I have brought, at least enough for you to try some. We wouldn’t want to dig too deep into it and find ourselves out of our wits.” She said, throwing in a little joke, although it was true. She wasn’t sure that her future mother and father in law would be impressed if she got Tythra drunk, nor would her future husband. But a small bit of the wine wouldn’t hurt, and if it would provide a bit of a bonding moment for the two women, then it would be worth digging in to what she had brought as a present.
Yanni sipped her tea in the mean time while she waited to hear what Tythra thought of the idea, though she doubted that the younger woman would argue.
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“Of course it was hard to leave Taengea, and my family, but Colchis will be just as much my home, and soon you will all be just as much my family.” She said, thinking it was an odd comment. Almost as if Tythra wanted her to feel homesick and go running back. Of course Yanni was homesick, she did not want to leave her land, or her family or the life that she knew. She did not want to come to this land of stone and strangers, but it was her fate, and she would accept it and she would do her best to cope. But Tythra did not need to know that Yanni did not wish to be here. Tythra needed to see that she would adapt and thrive and be a fantastic wife for her brother.
Yanni took her cup of tea when it was brought by the serving staff, not bothering to put any honey or anything in it, she took a sip of the hot beverage and enjoyed the warmth and a moment of peace from Tythra’s some what unfriendly seeming attitude. A brief respite, she was sure, but one none the less.
Yanni was surprised when the other woman tried one of the baked goods and then suddenly her attitude changed and she was asking all sorts of things about Taengea, apparently all Yanni had needed to do was appeal to her sweet tooth and suddenly she was a perfectly fine candidate for a sister in law. If only she had known this earlier.
“I have brought some wine along with me yes, but unfortunately no art nor glass.” She stated, they hadn’t exactly been essentials on her list to pack when she had been coming to Colchis. She had however brought wine, a gift for her future family.
She made note of her other interests though, and thought perhaps she could write home to have something sent to her to give to Tythra, to further appease the woman and hopefully thwart any attempts she might make to sabotage her future marriage to the woman’s brother. If that was in fact what she had been trying to do.
“If you would like, I can have my staff fetch some of the wine that I have brought, at least enough for you to try some. We wouldn’t want to dig too deep into it and find ourselves out of our wits.” She said, throwing in a little joke, although it was true. She wasn’t sure that her future mother and father in law would be impressed if she got Tythra drunk, nor would her future husband. But a small bit of the wine wouldn’t hurt, and if it would provide a bit of a bonding moment for the two women, then it would be worth digging in to what she had brought as a present.
Yanni sipped her tea in the mean time while she waited to hear what Tythra thought of the idea, though she doubted that the younger woman would argue.
“Of course it was hard to leave Taengea, and my family, but Colchis will be just as much my home, and soon you will all be just as much my family.” She said, thinking it was an odd comment. Almost as if Tythra wanted her to feel homesick and go running back. Of course Yanni was homesick, she did not want to leave her land, or her family or the life that she knew. She did not want to come to this land of stone and strangers, but it was her fate, and she would accept it and she would do her best to cope. But Tythra did not need to know that Yanni did not wish to be here. Tythra needed to see that she would adapt and thrive and be a fantastic wife for her brother.
Yanni took her cup of tea when it was brought by the serving staff, not bothering to put any honey or anything in it, she took a sip of the hot beverage and enjoyed the warmth and a moment of peace from Tythra’s some what unfriendly seeming attitude. A brief respite, she was sure, but one none the less.
Yanni was surprised when the other woman tried one of the baked goods and then suddenly her attitude changed and she was asking all sorts of things about Taengea, apparently all Yanni had needed to do was appeal to her sweet tooth and suddenly she was a perfectly fine candidate for a sister in law. If only she had known this earlier.
“I have brought some wine along with me yes, but unfortunately no art nor glass.” She stated, they hadn’t exactly been essentials on her list to pack when she had been coming to Colchis. She had however brought wine, a gift for her future family.
She made note of her other interests though, and thought perhaps she could write home to have something sent to her to give to Tythra, to further appease the woman and hopefully thwart any attempts she might make to sabotage her future marriage to the woman’s brother. If that was in fact what she had been trying to do.
“If you would like, I can have my staff fetch some of the wine that I have brought, at least enough for you to try some. We wouldn’t want to dig too deep into it and find ourselves out of our wits.” She said, throwing in a little joke, although it was true. She wasn’t sure that her future mother and father in law would be impressed if she got Tythra drunk, nor would her future husband. But a small bit of the wine wouldn’t hurt, and if it would provide a bit of a bonding moment for the two women, then it would be worth digging in to what she had brought as a present.
Yanni sipped her tea in the mean time while she waited to hear what Tythra thought of the idea, though she doubted that the younger woman would argue.
Calm yourself, Tythra.
She felt herself getting overly excited at the prospect of wines and treats. It’s not as if Tythra had never had wine. In fact, she had it twice with her brother from her parent’s store and they were… well, it was more than wine. Truth be told she hardly remembered celebrating her fifteenth birthday with her brother. She remembered the bottle that he had stolen from their parent’s personal collection and then…
That didn’t matter right now. This was her chance to have a proper drink with a proper lady and be… well, proper. Truth be told Tythra didn’t have the opportunity to talk to many women her age or close to it. In Colchis the closest woman of royal blood to her age was her cousin, Ria and she was ten years older. The other lesser nobles usually just sucked up to her due to her status as a princess. So this social exchange wasn’t something that Tythra was quite used to.
A proper lady was cool, calm, and collected. Tythra reminded herself of her mother’s words for the millionth time as her excited smile was once again replaced by a more appropriate, polite one. “That would be lovely, Lady Yanni.” Yanni would think she was silly for getting this excited. And she would likely get annoyed that Tythra was talking so rapidly. She had to be proper at all times if she were to be respected, and the woman who was supposed to marry her brother should respect her.
Which reminded Tythra of the whole reason she was talking to Yanni in the first place. She was supposed to be finding fault with Yanni. She was supposed to be looking for any reason to send Yanni back to Taengea so that way she wouldn’t interfere where she didn’t belong. And she didn’t belong here. Right? She wouldn’t like it here, where the wine was worse, and the weather was cold. And she didn’t have family here.
Colchis will be just as much my home, and soon you will all be just as much my family.
That’s what she said. Those were the words that came from her mouth. They would be her family. That meant her brother would be her family. Would there be room for Tythra in this? Or would she be relegated to the side? What happens when she got pregnant, for surely that would come? Those children, and eventually running the kingdom, would require all of her brother’s attention. Which… was fine, it’s how it should be but it still hurt. Tythra wasn’t ready for that. Not just yet.
“Did my brother mention anything about me?” Tythra finally asked after a moment’s pause. “I was… just curious if I came up in conversation or… anything.” Or was she already in the background just as her aunts and uncles were? “Whatever he said wasn’t true.” Tythra forced a joke, her smile growing even wider to try to mask her inner thoughts and worries.
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Calm yourself, Tythra.
She felt herself getting overly excited at the prospect of wines and treats. It’s not as if Tythra had never had wine. In fact, she had it twice with her brother from her parent’s store and they were… well, it was more than wine. Truth be told she hardly remembered celebrating her fifteenth birthday with her brother. She remembered the bottle that he had stolen from their parent’s personal collection and then…
That didn’t matter right now. This was her chance to have a proper drink with a proper lady and be… well, proper. Truth be told Tythra didn’t have the opportunity to talk to many women her age or close to it. In Colchis the closest woman of royal blood to her age was her cousin, Ria and she was ten years older. The other lesser nobles usually just sucked up to her due to her status as a princess. So this social exchange wasn’t something that Tythra was quite used to.
A proper lady was cool, calm, and collected. Tythra reminded herself of her mother’s words for the millionth time as her excited smile was once again replaced by a more appropriate, polite one. “That would be lovely, Lady Yanni.” Yanni would think she was silly for getting this excited. And she would likely get annoyed that Tythra was talking so rapidly. She had to be proper at all times if she were to be respected, and the woman who was supposed to marry her brother should respect her.
Which reminded Tythra of the whole reason she was talking to Yanni in the first place. She was supposed to be finding fault with Yanni. She was supposed to be looking for any reason to send Yanni back to Taengea so that way she wouldn’t interfere where she didn’t belong. And she didn’t belong here. Right? She wouldn’t like it here, where the wine was worse, and the weather was cold. And she didn’t have family here.
Colchis will be just as much my home, and soon you will all be just as much my family.
That’s what she said. Those were the words that came from her mouth. They would be her family. That meant her brother would be her family. Would there be room for Tythra in this? Or would she be relegated to the side? What happens when she got pregnant, for surely that would come? Those children, and eventually running the kingdom, would require all of her brother’s attention. Which… was fine, it’s how it should be but it still hurt. Tythra wasn’t ready for that. Not just yet.
“Did my brother mention anything about me?” Tythra finally asked after a moment’s pause. “I was… just curious if I came up in conversation or… anything.” Or was she already in the background just as her aunts and uncles were? “Whatever he said wasn’t true.” Tythra forced a joke, her smile growing even wider to try to mask her inner thoughts and worries.
Calm yourself, Tythra.
She felt herself getting overly excited at the prospect of wines and treats. It’s not as if Tythra had never had wine. In fact, she had it twice with her brother from her parent’s store and they were… well, it was more than wine. Truth be told she hardly remembered celebrating her fifteenth birthday with her brother. She remembered the bottle that he had stolen from their parent’s personal collection and then…
That didn’t matter right now. This was her chance to have a proper drink with a proper lady and be… well, proper. Truth be told Tythra didn’t have the opportunity to talk to many women her age or close to it. In Colchis the closest woman of royal blood to her age was her cousin, Ria and she was ten years older. The other lesser nobles usually just sucked up to her due to her status as a princess. So this social exchange wasn’t something that Tythra was quite used to.
A proper lady was cool, calm, and collected. Tythra reminded herself of her mother’s words for the millionth time as her excited smile was once again replaced by a more appropriate, polite one. “That would be lovely, Lady Yanni.” Yanni would think she was silly for getting this excited. And she would likely get annoyed that Tythra was talking so rapidly. She had to be proper at all times if she were to be respected, and the woman who was supposed to marry her brother should respect her.
Which reminded Tythra of the whole reason she was talking to Yanni in the first place. She was supposed to be finding fault with Yanni. She was supposed to be looking for any reason to send Yanni back to Taengea so that way she wouldn’t interfere where she didn’t belong. And she didn’t belong here. Right? She wouldn’t like it here, where the wine was worse, and the weather was cold. And she didn’t have family here.
Colchis will be just as much my home, and soon you will all be just as much my family.
That’s what she said. Those were the words that came from her mouth. They would be her family. That meant her brother would be her family. Would there be room for Tythra in this? Or would she be relegated to the side? What happens when she got pregnant, for surely that would come? Those children, and eventually running the kingdom, would require all of her brother’s attention. Which… was fine, it’s how it should be but it still hurt. Tythra wasn’t ready for that. Not just yet.
“Did my brother mention anything about me?” Tythra finally asked after a moment’s pause. “I was… just curious if I came up in conversation or… anything.” Or was she already in the background just as her aunts and uncles were? “Whatever he said wasn’t true.” Tythra forced a joke, her smile growing even wider to try to mask her inner thoughts and worries.
Yanni could see the difference in Tythra as she tried to calm herself down, and she had to hold back a giggle. She could practically hear the words going through the other woman’s head as she toned down from overly excited to a polite and proper lady. The future Queen just sat there, keeping herself calm but glad that it seemed Tythra was warming up to her at least a little bit.
Yanni gave Tythra a little laugh at her joke, even if it didn’t sound entirely genuine from the other woman. Yanni was starting to get an idea of what was going on. Tythra was afraid of losing her brother. Yanni had no intentions of cutting her future sister in law out of the family. In fact, she knew the feeling. She was moving so far from her own brothers, brothers that she loved dearly and brothers that she would hardly get to see again. Perhaps she could use that to form a sort of bond with Tythra?
“Of course. He speaks very highly of you. I look forward to getting to know you. From what Prince Tython has told me, you and I could be great friends.” She said, trying to assure the woman that she was not trying to take her brother away from her.
“I know the bond of siblings is strong. I have two brothers of my own.” She said, slipping it in there and hoping that Tythra would perhaps realize Yanni understood a bit of how she was feeling, if the future Queen was even correct in her assumption of what was wrong.
“To see that Tython has a sister such as you to love and support him through the years, it truly warms the heart.” She added, figuring that was enough at least to perhaps start warming Tythra up just a little bit towards Yanni.
Finally the wine was brought for them, just a glass each so that she did not get the younger Princess drunk. She wasn’t sure the Kotas family would be overly happy if she did such a thing.
Yanni set her empty tea cup down for the moment and instead took the glass of wine that had been brought over to her by one of the serving staff. She thanked the woman and took a small drink of the wine, the taste bringing her back home for a moment.
She pulled herself out of her dream of home and back into the reality. Her new reality. Colchis, and her own family being a distant memory as much as she hated it. She was likely to only see the lands of her home only a handful of times in her life again.
She could not let that show, she did not need anyone thinking that she would resent Colchis by any means.
“Well, what do you think of the wine?” She asked, curious to see if she would have the same reaction she did to the baked goods that were offered previous.
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Yanni could see the difference in Tythra as she tried to calm herself down, and she had to hold back a giggle. She could practically hear the words going through the other woman’s head as she toned down from overly excited to a polite and proper lady. The future Queen just sat there, keeping herself calm but glad that it seemed Tythra was warming up to her at least a little bit.
Yanni gave Tythra a little laugh at her joke, even if it didn’t sound entirely genuine from the other woman. Yanni was starting to get an idea of what was going on. Tythra was afraid of losing her brother. Yanni had no intentions of cutting her future sister in law out of the family. In fact, she knew the feeling. She was moving so far from her own brothers, brothers that she loved dearly and brothers that she would hardly get to see again. Perhaps she could use that to form a sort of bond with Tythra?
“Of course. He speaks very highly of you. I look forward to getting to know you. From what Prince Tython has told me, you and I could be great friends.” She said, trying to assure the woman that she was not trying to take her brother away from her.
“I know the bond of siblings is strong. I have two brothers of my own.” She said, slipping it in there and hoping that Tythra would perhaps realize Yanni understood a bit of how she was feeling, if the future Queen was even correct in her assumption of what was wrong.
“To see that Tython has a sister such as you to love and support him through the years, it truly warms the heart.” She added, figuring that was enough at least to perhaps start warming Tythra up just a little bit towards Yanni.
Finally the wine was brought for them, just a glass each so that she did not get the younger Princess drunk. She wasn’t sure the Kotas family would be overly happy if she did such a thing.
Yanni set her empty tea cup down for the moment and instead took the glass of wine that had been brought over to her by one of the serving staff. She thanked the woman and took a small drink of the wine, the taste bringing her back home for a moment.
She pulled herself out of her dream of home and back into the reality. Her new reality. Colchis, and her own family being a distant memory as much as she hated it. She was likely to only see the lands of her home only a handful of times in her life again.
She could not let that show, she did not need anyone thinking that she would resent Colchis by any means.
“Well, what do you think of the wine?” She asked, curious to see if she would have the same reaction she did to the baked goods that were offered previous.
Yanni could see the difference in Tythra as she tried to calm herself down, and she had to hold back a giggle. She could practically hear the words going through the other woman’s head as she toned down from overly excited to a polite and proper lady. The future Queen just sat there, keeping herself calm but glad that it seemed Tythra was warming up to her at least a little bit.
Yanni gave Tythra a little laugh at her joke, even if it didn’t sound entirely genuine from the other woman. Yanni was starting to get an idea of what was going on. Tythra was afraid of losing her brother. Yanni had no intentions of cutting her future sister in law out of the family. In fact, she knew the feeling. She was moving so far from her own brothers, brothers that she loved dearly and brothers that she would hardly get to see again. Perhaps she could use that to form a sort of bond with Tythra?
“Of course. He speaks very highly of you. I look forward to getting to know you. From what Prince Tython has told me, you and I could be great friends.” She said, trying to assure the woman that she was not trying to take her brother away from her.
“I know the bond of siblings is strong. I have two brothers of my own.” She said, slipping it in there and hoping that Tythra would perhaps realize Yanni understood a bit of how she was feeling, if the future Queen was even correct in her assumption of what was wrong.
“To see that Tython has a sister such as you to love and support him through the years, it truly warms the heart.” She added, figuring that was enough at least to perhaps start warming Tythra up just a little bit towards Yanni.
Finally the wine was brought for them, just a glass each so that she did not get the younger Princess drunk. She wasn’t sure the Kotas family would be overly happy if she did such a thing.
Yanni set her empty tea cup down for the moment and instead took the glass of wine that had been brought over to her by one of the serving staff. She thanked the woman and took a small drink of the wine, the taste bringing her back home for a moment.
She pulled herself out of her dream of home and back into the reality. Her new reality. Colchis, and her own family being a distant memory as much as she hated it. She was likely to only see the lands of her home only a handful of times in her life again.
She could not let that show, she did not need anyone thinking that she would resent Colchis by any means.
“Well, what do you think of the wine?” She asked, curious to see if she would have the same reaction she did to the baked goods that were offered previous.
Tython talked about her? Well, of course, he did, Tythra thought haughtily. Yet despite the haughty thoughts, she felt a rush of relief and pure joy. He didn’t forget her after all. She wasn’t cast away like the previous year’s chiton. She was still on his mind, even if he had a beautiful woman here to distract her.
And he thought they could be friends? Now that Tythra found surprising.Tython also knew how Tythra struggled with friends. He heard Tythra whine time and time again about her handmaidens and the different court women. Did he really think that the relationship between her and Yanni would be different?
Well… it would be, Tythra supposed. If the marriage went through Yanni would be Queen one day, higher in rank than even Tythra. She would have no reason to suck up to the Princess. She wouldn’t have a reason to be false. If… Yanni desired she could even have Tythra sent away, couldn’t she? Should Tythra be afraid? Should Tythra be the one trying to appease Yanni?
Oh, how confusing! She had come here with the intention of trying to find fault in Yanni and instead Tythra was lost. Should she instead be trying in this relationship? Her mother always taught her never to burn a bridge, but this was a bridge Tythra didn’t want to exist in the first place! Ugh, this was far too complicated.
Think logically. The Princess could hear her mother’s voice again chastising her. Tython never made an indication that he would get rid of his sister the moment he got married. And Yanni hadn’t been rude this entire time. Or fake, right? This could be… good. Tython would one day have to get married, after all. And Yanni seemed to be… okay, on first impression. But another woman might not be okay. She may be far worse.
“You have two brothers? Are they older or younger?” Tythra suddenly asked, latching to the commonality between the two women. “I always wanted a younger sibling, but my parents always told me I was enough of a pest.” They were joking… mostly. They weren’t wrong. Tythra could be a brat, but she was at least a smart one. The way some of those court girls could drivel on drove the Princess up the wall. It was another barrier of her ability to make friends.
At least she mastered how to appear polite. “And the wine is lovely, thank you! I’ve never had anything quite like it! I understand now why Taengea is famed for their vineyards.” And drinking wine simply to enjoy it made Tythra feel very refined, which was a bonus all in itself. She swirled the red liquid a bit in the cup before taking another sip. “We should take a bottle with us on a trip to visit one of the Kotas provinces one of these days. Drinking wine while enjoying the fresh mountain air would be a true union between the two kingdoms, right?”
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Tython talked about her? Well, of course, he did, Tythra thought haughtily. Yet despite the haughty thoughts, she felt a rush of relief and pure joy. He didn’t forget her after all. She wasn’t cast away like the previous year’s chiton. She was still on his mind, even if he had a beautiful woman here to distract her.
And he thought they could be friends? Now that Tythra found surprising.Tython also knew how Tythra struggled with friends. He heard Tythra whine time and time again about her handmaidens and the different court women. Did he really think that the relationship between her and Yanni would be different?
Well… it would be, Tythra supposed. If the marriage went through Yanni would be Queen one day, higher in rank than even Tythra. She would have no reason to suck up to the Princess. She wouldn’t have a reason to be false. If… Yanni desired she could even have Tythra sent away, couldn’t she? Should Tythra be afraid? Should Tythra be the one trying to appease Yanni?
Oh, how confusing! She had come here with the intention of trying to find fault in Yanni and instead Tythra was lost. Should she instead be trying in this relationship? Her mother always taught her never to burn a bridge, but this was a bridge Tythra didn’t want to exist in the first place! Ugh, this was far too complicated.
Think logically. The Princess could hear her mother’s voice again chastising her. Tython never made an indication that he would get rid of his sister the moment he got married. And Yanni hadn’t been rude this entire time. Or fake, right? This could be… good. Tython would one day have to get married, after all. And Yanni seemed to be… okay, on first impression. But another woman might not be okay. She may be far worse.
“You have two brothers? Are they older or younger?” Tythra suddenly asked, latching to the commonality between the two women. “I always wanted a younger sibling, but my parents always told me I was enough of a pest.” They were joking… mostly. They weren’t wrong. Tythra could be a brat, but she was at least a smart one. The way some of those court girls could drivel on drove the Princess up the wall. It was another barrier of her ability to make friends.
At least she mastered how to appear polite. “And the wine is lovely, thank you! I’ve never had anything quite like it! I understand now why Taengea is famed for their vineyards.” And drinking wine simply to enjoy it made Tythra feel very refined, which was a bonus all in itself. She swirled the red liquid a bit in the cup before taking another sip. “We should take a bottle with us on a trip to visit one of the Kotas provinces one of these days. Drinking wine while enjoying the fresh mountain air would be a true union between the two kingdoms, right?”
Tython talked about her? Well, of course, he did, Tythra thought haughtily. Yet despite the haughty thoughts, she felt a rush of relief and pure joy. He didn’t forget her after all. She wasn’t cast away like the previous year’s chiton. She was still on his mind, even if he had a beautiful woman here to distract her.
And he thought they could be friends? Now that Tythra found surprising.Tython also knew how Tythra struggled with friends. He heard Tythra whine time and time again about her handmaidens and the different court women. Did he really think that the relationship between her and Yanni would be different?
Well… it would be, Tythra supposed. If the marriage went through Yanni would be Queen one day, higher in rank than even Tythra. She would have no reason to suck up to the Princess. She wouldn’t have a reason to be false. If… Yanni desired she could even have Tythra sent away, couldn’t she? Should Tythra be afraid? Should Tythra be the one trying to appease Yanni?
Oh, how confusing! She had come here with the intention of trying to find fault in Yanni and instead Tythra was lost. Should she instead be trying in this relationship? Her mother always taught her never to burn a bridge, but this was a bridge Tythra didn’t want to exist in the first place! Ugh, this was far too complicated.
Think logically. The Princess could hear her mother’s voice again chastising her. Tython never made an indication that he would get rid of his sister the moment he got married. And Yanni hadn’t been rude this entire time. Or fake, right? This could be… good. Tython would one day have to get married, after all. And Yanni seemed to be… okay, on first impression. But another woman might not be okay. She may be far worse.
“You have two brothers? Are they older or younger?” Tythra suddenly asked, latching to the commonality between the two women. “I always wanted a younger sibling, but my parents always told me I was enough of a pest.” They were joking… mostly. They weren’t wrong. Tythra could be a brat, but she was at least a smart one. The way some of those court girls could drivel on drove the Princess up the wall. It was another barrier of her ability to make friends.
At least she mastered how to appear polite. “And the wine is lovely, thank you! I’ve never had anything quite like it! I understand now why Taengea is famed for their vineyards.” And drinking wine simply to enjoy it made Tythra feel very refined, which was a bonus all in itself. She swirled the red liquid a bit in the cup before taking another sip. “We should take a bottle with us on a trip to visit one of the Kotas provinces one of these days. Drinking wine while enjoying the fresh mountain air would be a true union between the two kingdoms, right?”
“One older, one younger.” She replied as the other asked her about her brothers. She loved both of her brothers dearly, and she knew that she would miss them more than anything should everything with this marriage go through and she married Tython and moved to Colchis. She was sure she could visit, and that at some point they would visit her, but she knew already she would not see them every day like she was used to.
Though she did not mention any of that, she doubted that Tythra would care. And if it seemed like she doubted this marriage at all, it would look bad on Yanni. She didn’t doubt the marriage, or the duties she would need to perform, she simply wished she could stay home in Taengea.
Yanni let out a little giggle, nodding as the other said they should take a trip to one of the Kotas provinces and drink. She took another sip of her wine and gave the other a little grin.
“That actually sounds amazing. I have heard tell of the breathtaking mountain scenery of Colchis.” She said. While she did not want to leave home, she supposed that things could be worse. Tython was handsome, and he seemed nice enough. She could be marrying someone much worse.
“So tell me, is court here in Colchis as boring as court in Taengea?” She asked, Yanni was not a fan of attending court, though she knew it was expected of her, and she knew she would have to, it didn’t mean she had to enjoy it. All it entailed was a bunch of nobles and such gossiping and talking behind the backs of their so called friends.
She really didn’t think it was important, or it got any one any where. If it was up to her, she would cancel court meetings, but even when she was Queen, she knew it wouldn’t be possible. The entire upper class would throw a fit over something like that. For some reason, there were many of them that enjoyed court and lived for the next session where they could hear the latest on what their so called friends were doing.
“I’m hoping that perhaps the ladies of the court here are a little less annoying than the ones back in Taengea.” She added, hoping that such a thing wouldn’t offend Tythra. She had no clue how the other woman felt about court. Perhaps she enjoyed it, perhaps she was one of the woman that liked to gossip and talk behind people’s backs. But she didn’t think she was, from what Yanni knew about her, or at least from what she had gathered, she wasn’t the type.
At least she hoped that she wasn’t wrong, or else things would be getting very awkward very quickly with her comments. She was nervous for a moment as she thought perhaps she had said the wrong thing and would offend the young woman who would soon be her sister in law.
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“One older, one younger.” She replied as the other asked her about her brothers. She loved both of her brothers dearly, and she knew that she would miss them more than anything should everything with this marriage go through and she married Tython and moved to Colchis. She was sure she could visit, and that at some point they would visit her, but she knew already she would not see them every day like she was used to.
Though she did not mention any of that, she doubted that Tythra would care. And if it seemed like she doubted this marriage at all, it would look bad on Yanni. She didn’t doubt the marriage, or the duties she would need to perform, she simply wished she could stay home in Taengea.
Yanni let out a little giggle, nodding as the other said they should take a trip to one of the Kotas provinces and drink. She took another sip of her wine and gave the other a little grin.
“That actually sounds amazing. I have heard tell of the breathtaking mountain scenery of Colchis.” She said. While she did not want to leave home, she supposed that things could be worse. Tython was handsome, and he seemed nice enough. She could be marrying someone much worse.
“So tell me, is court here in Colchis as boring as court in Taengea?” She asked, Yanni was not a fan of attending court, though she knew it was expected of her, and she knew she would have to, it didn’t mean she had to enjoy it. All it entailed was a bunch of nobles and such gossiping and talking behind the backs of their so called friends.
She really didn’t think it was important, or it got any one any where. If it was up to her, she would cancel court meetings, but even when she was Queen, she knew it wouldn’t be possible. The entire upper class would throw a fit over something like that. For some reason, there were many of them that enjoyed court and lived for the next session where they could hear the latest on what their so called friends were doing.
“I’m hoping that perhaps the ladies of the court here are a little less annoying than the ones back in Taengea.” She added, hoping that such a thing wouldn’t offend Tythra. She had no clue how the other woman felt about court. Perhaps she enjoyed it, perhaps she was one of the woman that liked to gossip and talk behind people’s backs. But she didn’t think she was, from what Yanni knew about her, or at least from what she had gathered, she wasn’t the type.
At least she hoped that she wasn’t wrong, or else things would be getting very awkward very quickly with her comments. She was nervous for a moment as she thought perhaps she had said the wrong thing and would offend the young woman who would soon be her sister in law.
“One older, one younger.” She replied as the other asked her about her brothers. She loved both of her brothers dearly, and she knew that she would miss them more than anything should everything with this marriage go through and she married Tython and moved to Colchis. She was sure she could visit, and that at some point they would visit her, but she knew already she would not see them every day like she was used to.
Though she did not mention any of that, she doubted that Tythra would care. And if it seemed like she doubted this marriage at all, it would look bad on Yanni. She didn’t doubt the marriage, or the duties she would need to perform, she simply wished she could stay home in Taengea.
Yanni let out a little giggle, nodding as the other said they should take a trip to one of the Kotas provinces and drink. She took another sip of her wine and gave the other a little grin.
“That actually sounds amazing. I have heard tell of the breathtaking mountain scenery of Colchis.” She said. While she did not want to leave home, she supposed that things could be worse. Tython was handsome, and he seemed nice enough. She could be marrying someone much worse.
“So tell me, is court here in Colchis as boring as court in Taengea?” She asked, Yanni was not a fan of attending court, though she knew it was expected of her, and she knew she would have to, it didn’t mean she had to enjoy it. All it entailed was a bunch of nobles and such gossiping and talking behind the backs of their so called friends.
She really didn’t think it was important, or it got any one any where. If it was up to her, she would cancel court meetings, but even when she was Queen, she knew it wouldn’t be possible. The entire upper class would throw a fit over something like that. For some reason, there were many of them that enjoyed court and lived for the next session where they could hear the latest on what their so called friends were doing.
“I’m hoping that perhaps the ladies of the court here are a little less annoying than the ones back in Taengea.” She added, hoping that such a thing wouldn’t offend Tythra. She had no clue how the other woman felt about court. Perhaps she enjoyed it, perhaps she was one of the woman that liked to gossip and talk behind people’s backs. But she didn’t think she was, from what Yanni knew about her, or at least from what she had gathered, she wasn’t the type.
At least she hoped that she wasn’t wrong, or else things would be getting very awkward very quickly with her comments. She was nervous for a moment as she thought perhaps she had said the wrong thing and would offend the young woman who would soon be her sister in law.
Tythra had only started going to court officially but that didn’t mean she wasn’t already exposed. In fact, her court debut went amazingly because Tythra was already very aware of what to expect; A bunch of boring suckups. Well, not everyone was a suckup, but if they weren’t then they were just rude. There was little balance.
But that was really an observation with the lower nobles. Those of royal blood was fine- save one family. Her family never got along with the Thanasi’s except Aunt Ulla. She didn’t much like her Aunt Ulla’s husband. He was rude and mean and it took all of Tythra’s willpower not to snap at him.
But all of this she knew going into court. So Tythra kept her polite smile that her mother trained her so well to have and said all the right words. But Lady Yanni won’t know what to expect, right? What if she falls for all the false compliments of people just trying to get close to the Kotas so they can use their power like leeches? Or what if she finds herself toe to toe with Dionysios and is caught off guard by his veiled insults? Could she see the snake in the grass?
Tythra felt for Lady Yanni for a moment. As much as Tythra had wanted to come here and send Yanni away (and truthfully she did still have a tinge of doubt whether or not her brother would still care for her) she was woefully unprepared. She could read all the books she wanted on the families in Colchis, but none of them would be of any use at court. Court had nuances. There were things you only learned having been raised in Colchis and experienced politics here.
“I wouldn’t call it boring per se.” Tythra started as she tried to plan her words. “I mean it is a lot of small talk and false smiles. But there’s a lot of pieces that are moving in the shadows. Hmm…”
What does she tell her? How does she best prepare Yanni for court life? “Okay, so all the lower nobles are suck-ups. I don’t really like any of them. They flatter but it has no substance behind it.” This is why Tythra had no friends, not that Tythra liked to think about that… often. “That being said, I do like the Drakos. It’s a tiny family, Lord Thesus, Lord Derass, and Lady Neena. They’re all very kind. And emotive. They’re probably the most open family in Colchis… ever.” It was odd how they wore their heart on their sleeve. It was endearing, but also… weird. “The Eliades are all kind too. Lady Ria is set to marry them.” Which at 28 is really late in Tythra’s opinion, but this wasn’t her place. “They’re very smart. If you like intellectual conversations, I would suggest you converse with them.”
But the Thanasis… how did Tythra best phrase this? She didn’t want to paint a picture that made it seem like it was the Kotas that started the feud. The Thanasi family had been snakes since the beginning. “I…” Hmm… “I would watch out for the Thanasi family. They’re, well,” Tythra drew out the ‘well’ as she tried once again to formulate proper words. “I would recommend keeping a polite distance and following my brother’s lead. Particularly with Lord Dionysios. Oh, I’ll be there too! So I can help!”
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Tythra had only started going to court officially but that didn’t mean she wasn’t already exposed. In fact, her court debut went amazingly because Tythra was already very aware of what to expect; A bunch of boring suckups. Well, not everyone was a suckup, but if they weren’t then they were just rude. There was little balance.
But that was really an observation with the lower nobles. Those of royal blood was fine- save one family. Her family never got along with the Thanasi’s except Aunt Ulla. She didn’t much like her Aunt Ulla’s husband. He was rude and mean and it took all of Tythra’s willpower not to snap at him.
But all of this she knew going into court. So Tythra kept her polite smile that her mother trained her so well to have and said all the right words. But Lady Yanni won’t know what to expect, right? What if she falls for all the false compliments of people just trying to get close to the Kotas so they can use their power like leeches? Or what if she finds herself toe to toe with Dionysios and is caught off guard by his veiled insults? Could she see the snake in the grass?
Tythra felt for Lady Yanni for a moment. As much as Tythra had wanted to come here and send Yanni away (and truthfully she did still have a tinge of doubt whether or not her brother would still care for her) she was woefully unprepared. She could read all the books she wanted on the families in Colchis, but none of them would be of any use at court. Court had nuances. There were things you only learned having been raised in Colchis and experienced politics here.
“I wouldn’t call it boring per se.” Tythra started as she tried to plan her words. “I mean it is a lot of small talk and false smiles. But there’s a lot of pieces that are moving in the shadows. Hmm…”
What does she tell her? How does she best prepare Yanni for court life? “Okay, so all the lower nobles are suck-ups. I don’t really like any of them. They flatter but it has no substance behind it.” This is why Tythra had no friends, not that Tythra liked to think about that… often. “That being said, I do like the Drakos. It’s a tiny family, Lord Thesus, Lord Derass, and Lady Neena. They’re all very kind. And emotive. They’re probably the most open family in Colchis… ever.” It was odd how they wore their heart on their sleeve. It was endearing, but also… weird. “The Eliades are all kind too. Lady Ria is set to marry them.” Which at 28 is really late in Tythra’s opinion, but this wasn’t her place. “They’re very smart. If you like intellectual conversations, I would suggest you converse with them.”
But the Thanasis… how did Tythra best phrase this? She didn’t want to paint a picture that made it seem like it was the Kotas that started the feud. The Thanasi family had been snakes since the beginning. “I…” Hmm… “I would watch out for the Thanasi family. They’re, well,” Tythra drew out the ‘well’ as she tried once again to formulate proper words. “I would recommend keeping a polite distance and following my brother’s lead. Particularly with Lord Dionysios. Oh, I’ll be there too! So I can help!”
Tythra had only started going to court officially but that didn’t mean she wasn’t already exposed. In fact, her court debut went amazingly because Tythra was already very aware of what to expect; A bunch of boring suckups. Well, not everyone was a suckup, but if they weren’t then they were just rude. There was little balance.
But that was really an observation with the lower nobles. Those of royal blood was fine- save one family. Her family never got along with the Thanasi’s except Aunt Ulla. She didn’t much like her Aunt Ulla’s husband. He was rude and mean and it took all of Tythra’s willpower not to snap at him.
But all of this she knew going into court. So Tythra kept her polite smile that her mother trained her so well to have and said all the right words. But Lady Yanni won’t know what to expect, right? What if she falls for all the false compliments of people just trying to get close to the Kotas so they can use their power like leeches? Or what if she finds herself toe to toe with Dionysios and is caught off guard by his veiled insults? Could she see the snake in the grass?
Tythra felt for Lady Yanni for a moment. As much as Tythra had wanted to come here and send Yanni away (and truthfully she did still have a tinge of doubt whether or not her brother would still care for her) she was woefully unprepared. She could read all the books she wanted on the families in Colchis, but none of them would be of any use at court. Court had nuances. There were things you only learned having been raised in Colchis and experienced politics here.
“I wouldn’t call it boring per se.” Tythra started as she tried to plan her words. “I mean it is a lot of small talk and false smiles. But there’s a lot of pieces that are moving in the shadows. Hmm…”
What does she tell her? How does she best prepare Yanni for court life? “Okay, so all the lower nobles are suck-ups. I don’t really like any of them. They flatter but it has no substance behind it.” This is why Tythra had no friends, not that Tythra liked to think about that… often. “That being said, I do like the Drakos. It’s a tiny family, Lord Thesus, Lord Derass, and Lady Neena. They’re all very kind. And emotive. They’re probably the most open family in Colchis… ever.” It was odd how they wore their heart on their sleeve. It was endearing, but also… weird. “The Eliades are all kind too. Lady Ria is set to marry them.” Which at 28 is really late in Tythra’s opinion, but this wasn’t her place. “They’re very smart. If you like intellectual conversations, I would suggest you converse with them.”
But the Thanasis… how did Tythra best phrase this? She didn’t want to paint a picture that made it seem like it was the Kotas that started the feud. The Thanasi family had been snakes since the beginning. “I…” Hmm… “I would watch out for the Thanasi family. They’re, well,” Tythra drew out the ‘well’ as she tried once again to formulate proper words. “I would recommend keeping a polite distance and following my brother’s lead. Particularly with Lord Dionysios. Oh, I’ll be there too! So I can help!”
Yanni listened as Tythra went on about the court in Colchis, clearly the younger woman was more interested in the goings on at court than Yanni was. She really didn’t care about any of it, it was a waste of time truly. All it was good for was gossip and thinly veiled insults. If she had her choice, there would never be another court session. Unfortunately it was deemed as a necessity by most, and she could never cancel it even if she wanted to. She could imagine the uproar about such a thing happening. She would have to grit her teeth and deal with it she supposed.
So she took note as Tythra spoke of her favourite noble families, and of her least favourite. She was sure she could probe her future mother in law for more on them too if needed, or could just simply do some digging on her own as well. She had her ways of finding out information that she needed, and for the most part she was good at it. She would need to establish connections here in Colchis, and while she had started doing so upon learning of her impending marriage, she knew she would need more if she was ever going to truly fit into the court here.
“I appreciate the advice.” She said truthfully, while she did not want to form her opinions based on what others thought of these families, it was good to know at least which ones the Kotas family liked and which ones they did not. Accidentally forming a friendship with a family that rivalled the Kotas’ would not be a good way to start out her marriage, nor her reign as a princess. She would need to do her research before her first court session, and even perhaps before her own wedding, since the celebration after the wedding would likely include these noble families, and probably nearly as much gossip as court.
“I am sure that I will get used to it, and hopefully I will have you there to help guide me.” She said, a sort of offer of friendship between the two. Perhaps she could still sway her soon to be sister in law to her side.
Yanni took a drink of her wine, finishing off the contents that were in her cup before placing it down carefully.
“Your highness, I have much appreciated your kindness and time, you and your brother have helped make Colchis feel much like home.” She said, giving her a smile. She wasn’t sure how long it would take for her to truly feel at home in Colchis, but it definitely was not now. Still, her facial expression did not give such things away.
“But I am afraid I must retire for the evening. The combination of the trip, the excitement and the wine today was rather tired me out. Please do excuse me, and I hope we get the chance to become great friends.” She said, standing from her spot. She gave Tythra a respectful curtsy before she took her leave, tired and ready to collapse into her bed.
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Yanni listened as Tythra went on about the court in Colchis, clearly the younger woman was more interested in the goings on at court than Yanni was. She really didn’t care about any of it, it was a waste of time truly. All it was good for was gossip and thinly veiled insults. If she had her choice, there would never be another court session. Unfortunately it was deemed as a necessity by most, and she could never cancel it even if she wanted to. She could imagine the uproar about such a thing happening. She would have to grit her teeth and deal with it she supposed.
So she took note as Tythra spoke of her favourite noble families, and of her least favourite. She was sure she could probe her future mother in law for more on them too if needed, or could just simply do some digging on her own as well. She had her ways of finding out information that she needed, and for the most part she was good at it. She would need to establish connections here in Colchis, and while she had started doing so upon learning of her impending marriage, she knew she would need more if she was ever going to truly fit into the court here.
“I appreciate the advice.” She said truthfully, while she did not want to form her opinions based on what others thought of these families, it was good to know at least which ones the Kotas family liked and which ones they did not. Accidentally forming a friendship with a family that rivalled the Kotas’ would not be a good way to start out her marriage, nor her reign as a princess. She would need to do her research before her first court session, and even perhaps before her own wedding, since the celebration after the wedding would likely include these noble families, and probably nearly as much gossip as court.
“I am sure that I will get used to it, and hopefully I will have you there to help guide me.” She said, a sort of offer of friendship between the two. Perhaps she could still sway her soon to be sister in law to her side.
Yanni took a drink of her wine, finishing off the contents that were in her cup before placing it down carefully.
“Your highness, I have much appreciated your kindness and time, you and your brother have helped make Colchis feel much like home.” She said, giving her a smile. She wasn’t sure how long it would take for her to truly feel at home in Colchis, but it definitely was not now. Still, her facial expression did not give such things away.
“But I am afraid I must retire for the evening. The combination of the trip, the excitement and the wine today was rather tired me out. Please do excuse me, and I hope we get the chance to become great friends.” She said, standing from her spot. She gave Tythra a respectful curtsy before she took her leave, tired and ready to collapse into her bed.
Yanni listened as Tythra went on about the court in Colchis, clearly the younger woman was more interested in the goings on at court than Yanni was. She really didn’t care about any of it, it was a waste of time truly. All it was good for was gossip and thinly veiled insults. If she had her choice, there would never be another court session. Unfortunately it was deemed as a necessity by most, and she could never cancel it even if she wanted to. She could imagine the uproar about such a thing happening. She would have to grit her teeth and deal with it she supposed.
So she took note as Tythra spoke of her favourite noble families, and of her least favourite. She was sure she could probe her future mother in law for more on them too if needed, or could just simply do some digging on her own as well. She had her ways of finding out information that she needed, and for the most part she was good at it. She would need to establish connections here in Colchis, and while she had started doing so upon learning of her impending marriage, she knew she would need more if she was ever going to truly fit into the court here.
“I appreciate the advice.” She said truthfully, while she did not want to form her opinions based on what others thought of these families, it was good to know at least which ones the Kotas family liked and which ones they did not. Accidentally forming a friendship with a family that rivalled the Kotas’ would not be a good way to start out her marriage, nor her reign as a princess. She would need to do her research before her first court session, and even perhaps before her own wedding, since the celebration after the wedding would likely include these noble families, and probably nearly as much gossip as court.
“I am sure that I will get used to it, and hopefully I will have you there to help guide me.” She said, a sort of offer of friendship between the two. Perhaps she could still sway her soon to be sister in law to her side.
Yanni took a drink of her wine, finishing off the contents that were in her cup before placing it down carefully.
“Your highness, I have much appreciated your kindness and time, you and your brother have helped make Colchis feel much like home.” She said, giving her a smile. She wasn’t sure how long it would take for her to truly feel at home in Colchis, but it definitely was not now. Still, her facial expression did not give such things away.
“But I am afraid I must retire for the evening. The combination of the trip, the excitement and the wine today was rather tired me out. Please do excuse me, and I hope we get the chance to become great friends.” She said, standing from her spot. She gave Tythra a respectful curtsy before she took her leave, tired and ready to collapse into her bed.