Thread: Political Scales [Eclipse Jalodra & Shyone]

She woke up as the sun's rays started creeping into the horizon, a fierce orange that chased away the dark purple of the night sky. She could hear the soft chirps of the first birds to wake, and willed herself to open her eyes, gazing quietly for a moment at the sleeping face of the prince. He seemed so peaceful in the early mornings, it was almost a shame to wake him from his dreams. She was comfortable herself. He was warm, and her tail was coiled gently around him, and his arms clung to her torso. The Prince liked to have someone in the bed with him while he slept, and she was able to sleep better knowing that she was in there to protect him, just in case. Plus he was a constant source of warmth, something her generally cold blood appreciated. Still, he needed to get up and start the day, duties didn't wait for dreams to finish, unfortunately. The lamia lightly propped herself up on an elbow, using her free arm to shake him gently awake. Your highness. Your highness. Wake up, it's morning. She uncoiled as carefully as she could, wanting to wake him up, not render him dizzy. Biyu glanced over shoulder at him as she slid into a small side room, giving him a few minutes to wake up before she began her duties. Her nightshirt went off, replaced by her light lavender attendant's dress and gloves. She kept an ear out as she combed and twisted her auburn hair into a loose bun, pinning it in place with a simple flower pin before slithering out of her little dressing room, opening up his closet and selecting his robes for the day. Which would you prefer your highness, orange or green today? She asked softly, glancing over at the bed. Your highness, it is time to awaken. She bid, moving to lean over the bed, lightly shaking him. I'll put the green one in your dressing room. She said softly, putting the orange back into his wardrobe for another day. The clothing was carefully hung, and a warm bath was run, at just the right temperature. She fussed about, trying to get the towels and soaps just right. She liked making things perfect, being good at her job. Technically she was an advisor, there to provide advice and keep him from harm. But she couldn't help but take it further, getting his day started. Biyu was in there anyway, here was no reason that she couldn't complete those simple tasks. Biyu was honored to be in the service of the royal household at all, sometimes she was still stunned by bearing such an esteemed position. At least, it was esteemed to her. The royal family had done her people such kindness, allowing them into their kingdom when their homeland all but crumbled. They flourished, and the royal family did them further kindness by installing a lamia as one of their advisors, Biyu. She shook herself from her pleasant reverie, quickly slithering out of the bathroom. The sunlight streamed through the windows, and she drew the curtains, savoring the light that seeped into her lightly tanned skin and bounced off her dark teal scales, the purple tips reflecting on the walls and ceiling. It was so very warm. She wasn't exactly cold, but it still felt great to sit in the sun. She coiled up in the sunlight, settling herself for a short sun. Your bath is ready, and your clothes are as well when you're ready for them. Please call me if you need me your highness. I'll be here in the warmth until you're ready. Biyu gaze out the window, her lips lightly lifting in a gentle smile. The view from his room was beautiful. Her original room, appropriate for an advisor, had a nice view as well, but she rarely went back, only a few of her old things were still in there. She spent most, if not all, of her time at his side. There wasn't even any need for there to be a separate room at all. But the prince had wanted her to sleep in the room with him, and if it helped him sleep, then she didn't mind the slightest. It was her duty and it wasn't as though it was any strain. Biyu shifted watching as the grounds keepers began spilling out in the courtyard. This moment of calm wouldn't last very long, the day would begin and there was nothing but a whirlwind of things to take care of. She couldn't guarantee that the Prince would do everything on the list, but she could attempt to persuade him to comply. She turned and smiled as the Prince emerged, politely bowing. Good Morning your highness. I hope you slept well. Have you thought about what you might like for breakfast? She asked, slithering to his side and pulling her tail behind her. I couldn't help it I punned.