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"Oh? Was that a that a sound of pain I just heard...you know Queens would never show weakness...stand straight Katharine...now! And show us that you have the decency of not showing any sign of Pain..."

(Damn did i really guess it correctly-?)

"Hf-" 

She quickly straightened her spine, fixing her posture and keeping her eyes lowered 

"quietly S-Sorry Natalia..."     

G: "She has to be ready. Every corner of the island will hear about what happens tonight." 

The poison Katharine will be forced to consume, the sheer amount of it, may overcome Natalia's training. Of course this wouldn't be a problem if Katharine's poisoner gift were strong. The walls of the parlor feel heavy. They press in, given weight by the sheer number of Arrons inside. They have come all across the island for this, the queen's 16th birthday.    

"Oh don't give me that, sorry will never fix everything...now, look at me when I talk to you...You can Not be weak when you consume the poison...if you do, well...i'm sure you know Exactly what will happen, Don't you?"

She looked up at her and nodded slightly 

"Yes Natalia..." 

G: "To herself  We are entering the Ascension Year with a weak queen. If we lose...I will not go back to Prynn!" 

Prynn. It was once the poisoner's city but now only the weakest reside there. The entire capital of Indrid Down is theirs now. It has been for over a hundred years. Natalia glances out the window, towards the Volroy's black spires. Five Arrons sit on the Black Council. No less than five have sat on it for three generations, placed there by the ruling poisoner queen. 

"Good...Now let us fix your dull hair, we need you to look your best, and for you to be at your strongest..."

(You reallly keep going back to that hair huh? :>) 

G: "With the temple so openly backing the elemental, I'm starting to grow concerned..." 

Genevieve's worry filled the room, making the air feel thick with tension. 

(Pffft, well yes since dull hair is worst hair uvu.....lol but no, just couldn't really think of much else x3)

"Us both Genevieve...but we have no choice in that matter, so we must just deal with it...

She nodded 

G: "I will return to the Volroy to speak to the council." 

She turned and walked out of the room    

"....Now, you will eat some food until you are no longer hungry, you are far too skinny and look to frail, and after that you will help me clean off your hand, patch it up, and find those gloves"

She nodded, knees shaking as she climbs of the block, careful not to stumble, and dropped half a curtsy, then lingered for a moment 

"....I-Is it.......is it really as bad as Genevieve says......?"