And I'll have Sirena up tomorrow? ;w; ]
;; Isabel Greyhardt ;;
Isabel looked to her mother, urgency in her eyes. Her mother, her poor mother. âI have to go out,â she demanded, determination in her eyes. âI have to go out there, no matter what!â She had to talk to Leliana. She was still her sister, no matter whatâthis was all Lionelâs influence. The sister she knew would never do something like thisâshe knew that her sister was wild, but this was not her sister. This was not she would have done.
She rushed to the exit, trying to get out where the enemy and her father were. Her parents had given up, hadnât they? They didnât think of Leliana as their daughter anymore. But she still thought of her as a her sister. She was her sister, even if she had betrayed her and her familyâand she still loved her somewhere deep down. The hurt was big, but she still loved her sister.
Her eyes roved about, trying to spot the tell-tale blaze of red hair.
Leliana, where are you? Where are you?
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;; Nasrin Cavendish ;;
Nasrin was feeling quite upbeat right about now. She had heard around court that Rhiannon was comingâRhiannon was coming to court. She was slightly nervousâshe had not seen her for a bit. Rhia was her only friend that she had had in court. She was a noble, the younger sister of the Queen Morgana, but she was not like the others. SheâŠcared.
They had met because her father, Lord Cavendish, had been close to the late Lord Bennettâthey had often gone to hunts together (much to her misery). Lord Bennett had brought his young wife along, and her father had dragged her along as well, and they had spent time together. At first Nasrin had supposed that she would be just like the othersâspoiled, stupid, mindless ninnies, but Rhia had not been like that at all. And the more time they spent together, the closer they had become. She was probably the only person she could call a real friend. Her friends among the servants would never speak to her in true honesty in fear of upsetting her and getting into troubleâbut Rhia was a noble, and did not mind it when Nasrin spoke her mind.
When she had come to court, she had been somewhat alright with the concept because she knew that Rhia was there. But not too long afterwards, she had to leave because of her pregnancy. After Rhia had left, it had all gone downhill for Nasrinâwithout her friend, the court was nothing but a gilded prison.
She glanced out the window and saw the carriageâwhat looked like could be Rhiannonâs. She took in a quick breath, biting down on her lip. Should she go? Should she not go? Nasrin paced a bit, and then let out a huffy scoffâthe things Rhia would say if she saw this! She turned and practically ran out of the room, nearly slipping down the stairs as she hurried. People glanced at her strangely as she rushed by, something that was quite normal for a day in her life.
Nasrin ran out the doors and stopped short as she saw her friend, dark curls and bright eyes. All of a sudden she lost that pressing nervousness and began to grin, because it was Rhiaâoh, it was Rhia. âRhia!â she called, elation and excitement pulsing in her voice as she once more started towards her. âRhia!â
Isabel looked to her mother, urgency in her eyes. Her mother, her poor mother. âI have to go out,â she demanded, determination in her eyes. âI have to go out there, no matter what!â She had to talk to Leliana. She was still her sister, no matter whatâthis was all Lionelâs influence. The sister she knew would never do something like thisâshe knew that her sister was wild, but this was not her sister. This was not she would have done.
She rushed to the exit, trying to get out where the enemy and her father were. Her parents had given up, hadnât they? They didnât think of Leliana as their daughter anymore. But she still thought of her as a her sister. She was her sister, even if she had betrayed her and her familyâand she still loved her somewhere deep down. The hurt was big, but she still loved her sister.
Her eyes roved about, trying to spot the tell-tale blaze of red hair.
Leliana, where are you? Where are you?
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;; Nasrin Cavendish ;;
Nasrin was feeling quite upbeat right about now. She had heard around court that Rhiannon was comingâRhiannon was coming to court. She was slightly nervousâshe had not seen her for a bit. Rhia was her only friend that she had had in court. She was a noble, the younger sister of the Queen Morgana, but she was not like the others. SheâŠcared.
They had met because her father, Lord Cavendish, had been close to the late Lord Bennettâthey had often gone to hunts together (much to her misery). Lord Bennett had brought his young wife along, and her father had dragged her along as well, and they had spent time together. At first Nasrin had supposed that she would be just like the othersâspoiled, stupid, mindless ninnies, but Rhia had not been like that at all. And the more time they spent together, the closer they had become. She was probably the only person she could call a real friend. Her friends among the servants would never speak to her in true honesty in fear of upsetting her and getting into troubleâbut Rhia was a noble, and did not mind it when Nasrin spoke her mind.
When she had come to court, she had been somewhat alright with the concept because she knew that Rhia was there. But not too long afterwards, she had to leave because of her pregnancy. After Rhia had left, it had all gone downhill for Nasrinâwithout her friend, the court was nothing but a gilded prison.
She glanced out the window and saw the carriageâwhat looked like could be Rhiannonâs. She took in a quick breath, biting down on her lip. Should she go? Should she not go? Nasrin paced a bit, and then let out a huffy scoffâthe things Rhia would say if she saw this! She turned and practically ran out of the room, nearly slipping down the stairs as she hurried. People glanced at her strangely as she rushed by, something that was quite normal for a day in her life.
Nasrin ran out the doors and stopped short as she saw her friend, dark curls and bright eyes. All of a sudden she lost that pressing nervousness and began to grin, because it was Rhiaâoh, it was Rhia. âRhia!â she called, elation and excitement pulsing in her voice as she once more started towards her. âRhia!â