dragonfell: (Even where it is fleeting)
若陀龙王 Azhdaha | Retuo ([personal profile] dragonfell) wrote in [community profile] hydrangeabloom 2024-10-08 07:59 am (UTC)

[ The pause is all she needs to spin her web — a crack is all water needs to begin to wear away stone. She does not need or want the warmth of Morax's generosity having found wealth and power in the arms of another. And emotions were fickle unpredictable— just as Osial had been ever since Morax had started to tighten the noose around his operation.

Her beloved would not understand. Or no— that's not quite right.

He would not be able to do what needed to be done.
]

"He does not."

"Too busy is he building fortifications to force your hand and lying traps to slow your progress. A number that is greater than even Morax and his Right Eye can escape unscathed. But alas, also not enough to guarantee his escape."

[ She takes one step to the side, hand still raised in plain sight as if to give them passage to the room behind her. The flickering lanterns cast dark shadows across her face, cast darker shadows still across Morax and Azhdaha. ]

"If it is the thirst of vengeance for blood that has already been shed, then by all means— I cannot stop you the same as I can not return to you what you have lost. Let the king and his knight continue ever so dutifully forward.

However, if it compensation and lost esteem you wish to regain, that is much more open to negotiation. I believe I have something that you want. Something worth looking the other way for in addition to what else you might ask of me."

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