Feb. 26th, 2012

fireforged: (gather up the splinters)
[Filter: Private, in Atsirian]

Karlesta so loathes the very thought of Joseph becoming King of Atsiria. And I do not blame her for that. He hurt her badly, and he laughed while she bled. He deserves her scorn, it's true enough. And he and Lady Westa moved against the Mothers ... the Church ... I should feel the same. This is the closest House Atsir has ever been to reclaiming the throne, and Joseph is using the Queen for his purposes.

It's the Atsir way.

If Grandmother could be here today, if she could see what's happening, I know she'd be pleased. She only really smiled when she was completely satisfied with something, and she would be smiling ear to ear at this. Her grandson, tying himself to the Ansharian dynasty, finally. The chance for an Azshara to sit the throne. One cousin sitting on Atsiria's throne, and the other in Cleraine.

It's really all our family has ever wanted. A chance to slowly creep back onto the throne. We've always known we'd never have it back completely, but we can grow over it like moss.

Yes ... yes, Grandmother would be well pleased.

It's harder to be rid of her ghost than I wish it were. And sometimes, I suspect that I really don't try. There's more of her in me than I would like to admit.

I can't hate him for what he's doing. I can't be anything but proud ...

[Filter: Raezi, in Atsirian]

... I think I might have someone.

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