Thread: Festival of Warring Races ||Lagertha x Google||

Vaeri had not even noticed when her brother had slipped form the room. Her brother was as arrogant as any Norris man, it came with the linage. They had waged wars over centuries, and won every one, and only the bravest stood next to the king on the battleground. However, there had not been an outright war in a century or so, Vaeri had learned. Little disputes, which they were, over land had erupted causing fighting and battles but it was hardly a full out war. Besides, that's why the treaty had been drafted, to prevent from another war from happening between the races. Vaeri had spent much of her childhood reading about the wars, studying them and costly effects it had taken over the kingdom, and since she had become treasurer she had never so much looked outside her work. Though she had come here, expecting a good thrill of the drink with some of her diplomats, enjoyment of watching the Minotaurs awkwardly try to fit in with their society, and relax from the daunting task of keeping hold of the city. Her brother, Yulik, had became sloppy over the last few decades, along with other of the lineage. They had not waged war in so long, it seemed all but forgotten, except for those who held it closest. Yulik, especially with a drink, did not think twice about not leaving guards at her door, there were plenty of other white doors, and he was ignorant to anything about Minotaur for he had never fought one himself, her sister Uio had after betraying King Eluis. Vaeri had barfed some of the ale up, scooting the vase away from the lounge as she had twisted in the cushions, her back to the open windows. An hour had passed, uninterrupted, as she had slept soundly, exhausted from all the years of work she had gone through. Vaeri was also, like her brother, careless when it came to matters of protection. Laughably, it was Aitu's department for protection of the royal family, but as she was too blitzed to care or notice where any of them were, Vaeri was in the room alone, unguarded. The door opening, made her eyes open for a moment. Finding only the black from the cushions being so close to her face as she huffed, wiping her sweating brow. The dress scooped low on her back, revealing her pale shoulder blades as her long hair hung off the side of the lounge. As the foot steps sounded, moving closer, Vaeri only closed her eyes again hiccuping, figuring it was nothing more than her brother Yulik coming to check on her. The chair being moved didn't rattle her from her spot either. It was true, there was a big difference on bets between the races, where Minotaur were true to their word and always held the other accountable, it was nothing more than playful fun for Elves and none of them ever took any of it serious. Still, the figure loomed over her, blocking out the setting light from the open windows as the curtains fluttered in the soft warm breeze. Her shoulders bunched, as she curled up, arms moving in front of her face as she positioned herself not bothering to look who it was as she yawned. It is..time to leave? Vaeri asked softly, slurring her words and hiccuping. She expected her brother to answer, though she was too drunk to care much if he really answered. Yulik had a habit of doing such a thing, not saying anything when he was ready to leave, simply pulling her along. Such was her brother, a stubborn old spoil sport of any type. No answer came however, as she expected and she relaxed her shoulders sighing. Slowly, Vaeri rolled on her back, hiccuping as she rubbed her eyes. How long was I out? Vaeri asked, as her hands moved resting next her face, her eyes not bothering to open as she nuzzled her face against one of the white pillows smacking her lips together from the ale still on her tongue. In a matter of seconds, her breathing steadied once more, minus the hiccuping, as she fell back to sleep.