Thread: To Form A Lion's Peace {darkest_fate&LadyYunaFFX2}

Selune The actions of her reaching for her tome hadn't meant to be interpreted as aggression. More like instincts, especially for self-protection. She could tolerate quite a few things, especially abuse and punishment of forms she'd found. How ... was beyond her. Still, during all of those past battles and instances, never once did she just stay still and accept it. No, she'd fought back with her life on the line and did her damnedest to fight against being given such harsh treatments. Most had been from fights upon the battlefield a source that made sense. Some, though, had been a very strict part of Soren's training regiment. And right now, another thing she wasn't about to tolerate was a lack of respect. Her throat cleared as her bright blue eyes narrowed, looking right into Stigmandr's. ... Selune , if you don't mind. I'm not as little as I could be, thanks and damnit, I'm trying to be respectful to you. Can I not get that back, even if only a little? Her words showed to be rather true as she stood at a full height of five feet seven inches. It may have only been one to three inches taller than the average human, especially around her age, but it was definitely a difference all the same. Her attention then went back to the main issue at hand, her ears managing to catch that whatever wedding was going to happen would do so soon. Much more than she desired ... and probably Stigmandr. But everything had been practically set in stone. Even though Giffca was offering her a choice to back out of this, she couldn't. And not only because it would ruin the treaty. Worse than that failing, she was terrified of letting Soren down. He had been the only real reason she'd even agreed to this after many struggles, scoldings, and talks. Simultaneously, would this all be worth it? It almost felt .. redundant, to some degrees. Even though she was trying to be civil and ready to accept the marriage, her soon-to-be-mate was doing the exact opposite. With how reluctant he was ... she feared the treaty may end up broken anyways if not herself also. The latter made a shiver trail down her body, but she kept any current signs of anxiety and worry from her eyes or voice. Sky blue eyes closed as she thought on it, almost considering accepting the offer while it was here. She should say yes some part of her mind knew this. Another said - demanded - she keep her promise not only to Soren but all the other mercenaries and even Queen Elincia herself. Failing to do that would not only likely result in her letting Soren down, but she'd likely be seen by many as a traitor. And then ... she would truly have nowhere to go or hide from any of the possible sources of wrath though Soren's would likely be worse than the Lion's. As her eyes reopened, she gave Giffca a firm and determined nod, resolve in her voice. I came here with full intention of going through with the ceremony. Maybe not this swift ... but I still wasn't about to back down or away, regardless. I'm not going to turn my back now. Her pulse quickened more, knowing the words had all but sealed her Fate. And yet ... somehow, she hadn't regretted the choice or words. Or so she thought ... believed so. After all, she had done the right thing ... hadn't she?