Fool Me Once

The sharp blues of her eyes watched him intently, hanging on to every word while the rest of her senses focused on his bodily cues.

[color=#68c4e8]He’s dead Adaria… [/color]

Whatever else he said failed to register. The coolness in her eyes turned almost glassy and then froze their blue hues into glowing chips. The Princess strode forward with speed, clutching the old servant by the neckline and shoving the two into a darker corner. Her breathing deepened, slowed in an effort to keep a semblance of calm, though her shaking hand hadn’t seemed to got the memo.

[color=#b20080]“Tell. Me. Everything, you know.”[/color] The clipped, deliberate cold tone of her voice left no room for permission. Her free hand came to the man’s temple, thumb pressing firmly as Adaria willed her power into being. Delving into his mind, she’d search for the truth. See for herself what he saw, heard, if this was reality or another lie to enact further discord. Her father’s words to her, she had kept in mind, along with everything else the man had taught her, entrusted her with. Court chaos, with fact. Not stupidity.

[color=#b20080]“Show me the truth,” [/color]hissed through her lips. [color=#b20080]"What... who exactly is responsible for this."[/color]