Tea Pots and Palace Rumors

Her jaw clenched at his retort, but she remained, not sparing a glance to Dorothy until they both cautiously asked. Strange, that two enemies would offer concern for the other. I remain unharmed. He confused her terribly, the line of suspicion never quite unfurling completely whenever he drew near or deigned to speak with her. It’s fine? Then she’s more stupid than I thought.

She rolled her eyes as he chided her for showing any concern. Etiquette and propriety still stood, she could enquire of it and not raise much suspicion. Everyone also knows her father is very connected within the Senate. You harm her and you harm his support for the Archon, then the Chancellor has to send you to their door. Her brose rose with her assessment of the board being played, That is why she gets away with it. Fear kept those few unable to stand up to her in silence, struggling to survive, yet Sera refused to be prey.

His posture became off again, distracting the dancer as he spoke of favours and escalations. Get away… where? With you? Between the potential favor and his look, Sera eyed him with growing hesitation, the suspicious line of her forehead deepening. This sudden shift from cold indifference to active engagement had her second guessing, taking a step back as he looked for Dorothy’s return. Her retreat was well in the making, even before he explained further his request. A child. He wished to put her within the vicinity of a child when not even a week prior she had….

No. Without another word she turned and walked away. Her hands pulled the ties of her robes closer, cursing under her breath both his idiocy and her own for a possible means of revenge.

Ridiculous. She would never harm a child, not intentionally. Yet unintentionally? She couldn’t trust herself in the current moment, earning his request firmly denied.

@Malik Vrai