conqueress: (all that the light touches)
ᴅᴀᴇɴᴇʀʏs ᴛᴀʀɢᴀʀʏᴇɴ ♛ ([personal profile] conqueress) wrote in [personal profile] apoptotic 2017-04-02 08:11 pm (UTC)

[ His rage is unmistakable. She does not flinch from it, reading his words, though perhaps she should. After her conquest, it is too reminiscent of her own.

The Great Masters had sat ensconced in their pyramids on the eve of her sack, supping on figs whilst outside the gates the people they had helped to enslave had been slowly starving. A dark, righteous fury had risen in her when she'd set eyes upon them, and she had known then what she must do. I will bring you down, she had promised them. And brought them down she had.

For a time. Then they had come crawling from the cracks like rats, to force her hand in marriage and put her people back into bondage by another name. ]


One day I shall return home to deliver one to them.

[ Her belief in that is absolute, for all her trials. ]

Perhaps when the people are returned to health, they can be made to know how their mayor weighs a life.

[ She can and would think about the consequences, when reminded, but the text detects her first thought. ]

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