Thread: Rise to Power

Always the most inconvenient timing, Dru told herself as she heard the door opening and her brother waltzing in with his lapdogs. At least the orders that he gave his pair of kingsguards pleased her. Despite what it may have seemed like, the queen regent had no intention of allowing blood to be spilled on this day. Preying on Dominic's predictability, she let him show their house guards just how little he valued their lives when he threatened to loose his white cloaks upon them. Dru realized that the men of House Morrow would be divided if it ever came to all out conflict between her and her little brother, so convincing them that she valued and respected them more could prove to be crucial. In this case, Dom was making it easy. Druscilla was able to see him through the open door of her bath chamber when he snatched Bane off the wall mount and began to study it, but she couldn't have been less concerned. Let him have his trinkets, she thought, it won't be of any use to him in the game that we're playing . There was also the possibility that the young king's demeanour might soften if he was allowed to win certain victories even if they were hollow and meaningless in the big picture, although Druscilla wasn't holding her breath. Dominic had already proven to be more of a stubborn pain in the ass than ever since their father's demise, as if the whole ordeal had somehow emboldened him. Leave us, she shouted to her guards before Ser Meryn and Ser Jaime could remove them. Being a woman, everyone would already suspect that Dru was weak to begin with, so it was imperative that she always appear strong. Making it seem like it was her idea to send her guards away was just another part of that. Besides, it allowed them to return to their barracks and inform their comrades about how little king Dominic had threatened to have them killed just for doing their duty of defending Dru. The queen regent waved her her handmaidens away as well, leaving her completely alone with her brother and nemesis standing over her while she laid completely nude in the massive white marble tub. The only thing partially shielding Dru was the surface of the water and the wildflower petals floating on the surface. The situation was undeniably awkward, but then again she was used to flaunting her sexuality when it suited her needs, so Dru tried to tell herself that it was no different in this case even though it was her own brother that she was dealing with. Consequences? She snorted derisively. Don't make me laugh. I don't take orders from you. I don't take orders from anyone . Dru leaned back casually until all but her head was submerged, her long coppery hair floating prettily over the water. Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath and raised one of her slim long legs over the side of the tub in front of Dom, attempting to make him feel even more uncomfortable than she was. Water dripped down from Dru's foot to pool on the tiled floor as she opened her eyes back up and stared up at her sibling with nothing but contempt. I might allow you to scrub my back if you ask nicely enough...it's about the only thing you'd be good for. Elsewise, get the fuck out of my chambers and see to it that you don't make the mistake of disturbing me again. You've ruined my bath and wasted more than enough of my time already.