Thread: Dark Submission (Drac x FK x Mayshar x Alyssa)

He sat upon his throne in silence, one hand absentmindedly running over its surface. The throne was made of dragon bone, though no living soul would know that. The Solonai had been extinct for almost a hundred thousand years, they were now little more but myths, but not to him. He knew the truth of their fate, it was something he shared with no one, he was far more ancient than even his most loyal servants knew. As he watched the ancients arrive he took notice of only a few of them, most of them were not worthy of his attention. Of those arrived so far only Kara earned any acknowledgment from him at all. As the oldest and most powerful of all his ancients she, had the honor of leading his armies in battle, and her skill in doing so had earned her at least a small sliver of his respect, something few in the galaxy could claim to have. His attention however was still on the new arrivals, he barely remembered them, they had both been turned many hundreds of years ago yet had not been powerful enough to take their place on the council till recently. He was eager to see how much their power had matured, and more importantly he was looking forward to what would come after the council meeting. They did not know it but there was a reason that all his ancients save Maxis were female, and there were very specific rituals that followed an ancients ascension to the council. Meanwhile in the entrance hall the remaining ancients waited for the herald to announce them, under the unmoving gaze of six Death Guards. The eldest of those waiting Lady Anaksis, the most powerful of the second generation Ancients and a powerful force on the council spots the arrival of their new sisters as they enter the hall from opposite sides. She turns to the ancient on her right, one of the ess powerful who's house is subservient to her own and whispers something in her ear that causes both of them to laugh visibly, before turning to face Alyana and Lisast. Well Well, what do we have here, fledgelings playing at politics, perhaps you should go hide back in those holes you've spent your un-impressive lives in and leave the politics to those who actually know what they are doing. she sneered at them in obvious contempt. Before either can respond a new voice pierces the air, You should show our new sisters respect Anaksis, I need not remind you that your own deeds were also quite unimpressive when you were appointed to the council. Anaksis turns to regard the new presence and both her fury and shock are obvious. She is clearly enraged at being called out and yet fears the new woman enough not to respond. She had not noticed Lady Daskai's presence, prideful as she is Anaksis is not proud enough to challenge a first generation ancient openly, instead she bows her head and turns away back to her place in line. Lady Daskai turns her blood red eyes upon Alyana and Lisast, her piecing gaze looks each of them over several times, clearly making her own judgement of them, at last she speaks. Guard yourself well fledgelings, Lady Anaksis's opinions will not be uncommon, you have much to do before you prove yourself worthy to your sisters. with that she turns and brushes past the line of ancients waiting to enter and into the council hall. Still in shock the two women almost do not even notice that the Herald has asked them for their names and titles so that he may announce them to the rest of the council.