After a while, Caterina noticed that most of her unit had trickled into the Cart, largely arriving by pairs. She recognized a few of the noble children from having seem them at some social function or another, but she had to glance back at her dossiers to recognize the Fae-infected children and the civilians who had been drafted. Just by glancing at the motley crew, Caterina was already starting to have reservations about all of them surviving.
Beside the one called Mattress (or was it Matiz? It was hard to remember the magic touched children's names.) , all of them were glaring at each other and seemed downright hostile in some cases. The up and coming lords seemed to all be judging each other and their slaves with eyes Caterina had come to recognize as ones that were calculating the usefulness of another. She sighed to herself; it might have been easier to just attempt to get involved in the power struggle in the Capital. At least she wouldn't need to deal with a mob of children. In fact, two of the members weren't even talking with anyone else but each other, and seemed to be very close to each other. If her memory served her correctly, it was Bellamy and Lucretia, a pair that her dossiers had barely any information on except vague comments about blood magic.
Shortly after she finished appraising the ones had already arrived, the train lurched forward and Caterina nearly fell. It would have been embarrassing if she hadn't manage to catch herself ; the King knows how the unit would react to that. Noting that one of the draftees hadn't shown up with an x on the sheet, she found a seat by Athena and sat down. Her first thought was that Athena was much smaller and younger then she had been led to believe, and was a little unsettled by this. Caterina shifted through the dossiers to start seeing who she could appoint as her second, but decided it could wait for later. In the given situation, she should more likely than not start talking to her new subordinates.
" Hello Lady Fausta. I must extend my thanks to your father for helping me get into this oh so...lovely...unit." She gave a brief glance of acknowledgment to the slave beside Athena and returned her focus onto Athena.
Beside the one called Mattress (or was it Matiz? It was hard to remember the magic touched children's names.) , all of them were glaring at each other and seemed downright hostile in some cases. The up and coming lords seemed to all be judging each other and their slaves with eyes Caterina had come to recognize as ones that were calculating the usefulness of another. She sighed to herself; it might have been easier to just attempt to get involved in the power struggle in the Capital. At least she wouldn't need to deal with a mob of children. In fact, two of the members weren't even talking with anyone else but each other, and seemed to be very close to each other. If her memory served her correctly, it was Bellamy and Lucretia, a pair that her dossiers had barely any information on except vague comments about blood magic.
Shortly after she finished appraising the ones had already arrived, the train lurched forward and Caterina nearly fell. It would have been embarrassing if she hadn't manage to catch herself ; the King knows how the unit would react to that. Noting that one of the draftees hadn't shown up with an x on the sheet, she found a seat by Athena and sat down. Her first thought was that Athena was much smaller and younger then she had been led to believe, and was a little unsettled by this. Caterina shifted through the dossiers to start seeing who she could appoint as her second, but decided it could wait for later. In the given situation, she should more likely than not start talking to her new subordinates.
" Hello Lady Fausta. I must extend my thanks to your father for helping me get into this oh so...lovely...unit." She gave a brief glance of acknowledgment to the slave beside Athena and returned her focus onto Athena.