Thread: All Hail the High Queen! (FoxWriter/Uminator)

Aaron would receive no arguments from either Cleo or Natalia about her being the best nurse ever, it was Cleo's opinion too after all, and Natalia was never one to argue with a compliment. Someone very special had taught her a long time ago to never do so, to take every compliment to heart, to cherish it for what it was meant to be. Once they were done and returned to bed, Natalia's mind couldn't help but swim with thoughts of her life before this, of Freeya. Her lady, her goddess, her friend, her lover, her everything. It had been so long now since she'd had to flee, flee with Freeya's first born child, the first born child of the High Royal family....but it had been to safeguard Cleo. Natalia had promised her, promised that Cleo would survive, that Natalia herself would die before Cleo could. Her dreams were pleasant that night, dreams of better times, of being with Freeya, of what life could have been like had they all stayed together. When she awoke the morning, getting herself ready before coming downstairs, things were a little different. Normally there was the smell of coffee coming from the kitchen, occasionally the smell of bacon if Aaron had wanted some, but this morning there was no smells, just the sound of intense scribbling. Hm, intent this morning Natalia smiled as she entered the kitchen, looking over to see Aaron at the table. He was scribbling and drawing as he often did, though today something was different. As Natalia got closer she could take a better look at the drawing, then as she saw it taking shape, as she saw the features being sketched into the faces, her normally calm and immovable demeanour was shaken for a moment, and for perhaps the first time ever Aaron would hear Natalia audibly gasp, the woman unable to hold herself back. Her hands began to tremble, her eyes wide as she stared at the drawing. Those were faces she hadn't seen in a very long time, faces that Aaron couldn't possibly have ever seen...and yet he was now drawing them in such incredible detail....framed right outside the house. Could it be? Was it possible? Was this a sign of their return at long last...? Natalia quickly covered her mouth and turned away, standing silent for a few moments, before moving over towards the coffee pot, attempting to start making some, though it was difficult to keep her hands from still shaking. Perhaps he did, but none but he and her did ever know where she came from....it's certainly possible after all isn't it? Drixel grinned softly. It was fun to speculate, especially for a scientist such as him. If they were referring to anyone else he would dismiss any notions of divinity of course, but for the Lady Freeya....she was just special enough for the tiniest possibility to be there. She has spent her entire life here after all, it's doubtful she will give it up easily. Of course her highness always has the option of taking the planet, making it a part of her Empire. It would certainly make the task of breeding with the humans easier were they to become citizens after all He looked out at the planet once more before they left, folding his arms. Without all this pollution, I could like it here, so much to study... He smiled, before turning to head for his sleep. The idea of a promotion...it gave him mixed feelings. Sure he would have more time, more freedom....but he enjoyed working for Neema all these years. Well, if she promoted him he couldn't argue too much, though he'd certainly like to stay around, to work directly for the Royal Family with her. The following morning, Drixel had ended up sleeping in due to the deactivation of his alarm. Still, it was a rare luxury that he didn't resent. During the war there had barely been time for sleep, let along sleeping in, so to remember that feeling...it brought a smile to his face. The man took his time getting ready, being careful that he didn't forget anything. He selected his clothing carefully, something that would blend in, something that wouldn't draw attention on the Earth. Once prepared he headed out to meet Neema, bowing as he approached her in the viewing dock. Good morning my lady. A beautiful morning is it not? A beautiful morning to find her, to make our empire whole again. Shall we move to the pod? I must say, I'm rather excited to set foot on a wild planet such as this, it's been so long since I stepped outside of the empire