Snippet #2067624

It was on this night when the Dark Knight and Royal Captain stood restlessly as always stood upon the highest tower of the castle listening to the wind blow. It whistled into her ear as it blew across her face. Her silky black hair blew slightly in front of her face but she didn't change her posture as she was lost in thought. As the wind blew her black cape flown with it making a shadow expand behind her. Her cold gauntlets stayed perched upon her claymore and as she stood she could feel the temperature around her colder then being outside on a winter's night but that was just her aura when she's upon this giant pillar, no one is present and doesn't have to suppress it. Anastasia's eyes stared off as she noticed the sun rising for morn. Her glowing blue eyes turned normal white as the sun revealed them under her hood. They blinked once and before she sheathed the blade behind her and turned to descend down the tower.

As Anastasia stepped down the pillar's stairs, her greaves echo'd against the wall and her eyes had glowed blue once more as she made it down the dark stair case. Her mindset was definitely serious and in thought. Constantly through the night she had heard Oshiva's voice speak among her but in a dark and terrible chant. A chant that Anastasia followed but was annoyed. She herself knew why. There was one reason alone that she heard her voice and that was through the pact. Oshiva had been reminding her what her purpose was and what her goal was aside from her own desires. As a main disciple this was definitely something she followed. That may seem like that was all but the banshee didn't stop there in thought. She felt a presence among them and was desirable in hope to know what it was. Perhaps the demon she has heard of - if not something had to be done so her plans wouldn't be soiled. Anastasia gave a grim smile as she made it down to the last step and into the halls of the castle.

She passed the dungeon's staircase making her way to the throne room to greet her lord. Her white eyes moved down the case with a smile as she passed it. After such she walked through the garden compressing her power to not freeze the plants and not far from the garden was her barracks for the Royal Guards. She never bothered greeting them other then walking over and slamming the door open hard enough to wake them before continuing onto the throne room. Finally she made it to the royal quarters. She didn't bother saying hello to anyone she passed - even if some who brought the courage up to say "Good Morrow/Morn/ Hi" to her. They just never mattered much at the time. Finally she arrived at the giant heavy door of the royal thrones. She immediately walked in without shutting the door and leaned against the wall in a corner awaiting anyone who approached mainly the king.