[ They are not friends, these three; elsewise, he might seem happier about their arrival.
She doesn't refute the notion of similar worlds, nor does she look particularly surprised beyond a slight cant of her head and a raise of silver brows; she has lingered here long enough that it is scarcely the strangest notion she's heard. Another queer truth. ]
And you are foes in their world, is that the way of it? [ she prompts, temporarily leaving him for the wall. There are no thrones or silken pillows here, and any perch she might choose would be uncomfortable. She resigns herself to that and sinks down to the floor of the cave all the same, patting the place before her in invitation. She is disheveled, but there is still something undeniably queenly about her. ] Tell me their names.
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She doesn't refute the notion of similar worlds, nor does she look particularly surprised beyond a slight cant of her head and a raise of silver brows; she has lingered here long enough that it is scarcely the strangest notion she's heard. Another queer truth. ]
And you are foes in their world, is that the way of it? [ she prompts, temporarily leaving him for the wall. There are no thrones or silken pillows here, and any perch she might choose would be uncomfortable. She resigns herself to that and sinks down to the floor of the cave all the same, patting the place before her in invitation. She is disheveled, but there is still something undeniably queenly about her. ] Tell me their names.