Thread: To mend, everything that died. {Siri and ForeverM}

With every second Saleina stared upon Syrie, she became more and more certain, that this truly was her. It was the Empress' daughter! It was the one she'd been looking for! The one thing, that could save their Kingdom, and put an end to the Wicked Emperor! Finally. And as she spoke, and questioned about her mother, Saleina whimpered softly, now with a wide, proud expression. until she realized, what she'd just done, her eyes turning frightful instead, as she instantly dropped to her knees, both right hands placed upon the ground, her face averted the same way, with closed eyes. I.. Apologize deeply, Empress. I.. I feared my powers had dimmed, and I'd let a mere human sneak up on me.. Forgive me.. She first apologized, before turning her gaze up to Syrie again, her lips now curving a smile, of deep relief. Y.. Yes.. Yehes, I knew your mother, young Syrie.. And I.. Have been looking for you. We need you to return. We. Need you, in the Etheral. She explained, sighing softly, as her eyes turned teary with joy, before she lowered her face again, her upper left hand stroking the tears, that pressed against her eyes. I'm sorry.. Heh.. I am just.. So.. Happy to see you again. She chuckled lightly, gulping, as she tried to get control of herself again. The pain she had suffered, since aiding the Empress' escape, was evident upon her face. A scars, running over her right cheek, one over her right brow and several upon her neck. There was several other visible scars, that all seemed meager, compared to the one upon her neck. A wound, that could've seemingly killed others. Then as Syrie spoke her name, Saleina chuckled a single time, with a happy whimper, and a few nods. She was about to speak, until she heard the word 'freak'. F.. Freak? Oh, but Empress. You are far from that. Your the peak of beauty. The embodiment of elegance. Don't ever think yourself a freak, my Highness.. The Kingdom knelt to the dust for your mother, because of her kindness, but not without eye to her beauty. And.. You are everything, your mother was. She started by stating, remaining knelt down in front of Syrie. She never did so for her mother. She knew, she didn't have to. And she'd been asked to stop doing it, time and time again. But now. After so many years, bellow the Emperors heavy hand. She'd grown back in her old ways. Kneeling before her Commander, knowing the Emperor would whip her, should she not do so. And the voice, was your mothers. I am certain. She speaks to you, even now. Your kin, never withers from either plains. They always remain, in the shade of their legacy. I am certain it is her, who still speaks to you. She said, nodding a few times, before lowering her head a bit again. She smiled widely with the last question, closing her eyes as she chuckled a single time, letting her head drop, to face the ground, her long silk hair falling around it. You.. Felt my calling, your Highness. My aura. In this.. Feeble world, it is easy to feel and follow aura's. No one else, carries these aura's. You where drawn to it. Because you do not belong here. These.. Humans. Is not worthy of your presence, and your mind lead you to me, because it knows. You do not belong here. Saleina spoke, as she whipped her head, to lead her hair over one shoulder, gazing back up to Syrie again, with a weak smile. I.. Am. Overjoyed.. To finally find you, my Empress.