Ariella did not particularly appreciate the restraining shadow limb that prevented her from striking Yoshiro and she was about to shoot a glare to her lover when his voice rang out. She had never heard him be stern like that, and never with her. It shocked her enough that she immediately froze, his tone reminding her that now was not the time to worry about old wounds. The scolding look on his face made her feel like a child, making her realize she had behaved like one. She was supposed to be supporting him as a leader and instead had thrown a temper tantrum. When his expression softened, she gave him a sheepish half-smile before taking the seat he offered.
She listened to Yoshiro speak while biting her tongue to keep from spewing obscenities at him, the information that Lilly had not been his choice not calming her much, if at all. When Ruki spouted off about how Lilly did not matter, Ari gripped her wand tightly, wanting nothing more than to strike the Princess down but fighting to stay calm. Her anger was replaced by shock when Yoshiro spoke again, and her jaw dropped. They wanted help taking out the Emperor, their father?
She couldn’t stop the laughter from bubbling up in her throat, snorting as she looked at Yoshiro.
“You… you want us to help you deal with your daddy issues? Seriously? Too much of a coward to slit his throat yourself?”
Her tone was sharp and mocking. The two direct heirs to the throne wanted them to help take out the Emperor. She knew both Yoshiro and Ruki were respected Generals in their own right, not simply because of their lineage, but through proven battle. Both had been involved, minorly, in the invasion attempt on Magnostadt, their testing grounds for their new titles. And yet, neither were powerful enough, even together, to take out their own father. It was both amusing and disheartening. If these two could not manage it, what hope did she and Azix have of contributing to such an accomplishment?
She listened to Yoshiro speak while biting her tongue to keep from spewing obscenities at him, the information that Lilly had not been his choice not calming her much, if at all. When Ruki spouted off about how Lilly did not matter, Ari gripped her wand tightly, wanting nothing more than to strike the Princess down but fighting to stay calm. Her anger was replaced by shock when Yoshiro spoke again, and her jaw dropped. They wanted help taking out the Emperor, their father?
She couldn’t stop the laughter from bubbling up in her throat, snorting as she looked at Yoshiro.
“You… you want us to help you deal with your daddy issues? Seriously? Too much of a coward to slit his throat yourself?”
Her tone was sharp and mocking. The two direct heirs to the throne wanted them to help take out the Emperor. She knew both Yoshiro and Ruki were respected Generals in their own right, not simply because of their lineage, but through proven battle. Both had been involved, minorly, in the invasion attempt on Magnostadt, their testing grounds for their new titles. And yet, neither were powerful enough, even together, to take out their own father. It was both amusing and disheartening. If these two could not manage it, what hope did she and Azix have of contributing to such an accomplishment?