homeward bound

[color=#9a00b2]“I looked worse a few weeks ago,”[/color] Adaria admitted, once the servant was gone and the two left relatively alone. [color=#9a00b2]“Had to inconvenience a Baron briefly, but he was more than accommodating.”[/color] A private smile ghosted across her face when Arlange came to mind. A pleasant momentary distraction, again, though she doubted the two would see each other, not with his choice to raise Griffons. A wrinkle spanned her brow when her attention swept back to Pen, though it soon unfurled with her limited knowledge, unsurprising given how she looked, but, [color=#9a00b2]“where have you been, exactly? I thought my mother had sent you on a wild goose chase?”[/color] Herself, being the goose needing to be chased. 

[color=#9a00b2]“We haven’t lost our minds,”[/color] shaking her head and reaching to gently squeeze her arm, [color=#9a00b2]“merely passion and greed has clouded the judgement of some powerful Talons. They will be dealt with soon enough,”[/color] the small, knowing smile curled briefly but it paled with the news she had to offer Pen. [color=#9a00b2]“Both my parents are dead. The creature that killed them has gone silent, though there was a disturbance near Treviso, no word of note yet. Enzo is now King. Alonso is… Alonso and I have the joy of being made a broodmare in a few months.” [/color]The manic smile across her face was anything but sincere. [color=#9a00b2]“I’m certain to cause a ruckus if my darling brother is indeed preparing for my marriage, ready to announce on my Nameday no less.”[/color] Her eyes rolled indignantly.

[color=#9a00b2]“Trust me. When I tell you Pen. I will not allow this to happen. Enzo can’t do this to me. He won’t.” [/color]