Reserved at Queen of Hearts

[ofnovalue]

Dearest mun...

I know there is doubt in your heart. You do not hide it well. But fear not. If it is my voice you burden yourself with worries of, the simple answer is to practice. If it is my history you question your knowledge of, the simple answer is to read. These are matters not beyond your ability to ascertain. Believe in what you can do.

As for the matter of the game in question... It seems almost like Heaven, does it not? A garden paradise. But tis a fool's illusion of such. I know that Heaven holds no place for a fool such as I...

Comments

[dorinta]

I'd have to agree with that; there's a little saying that practice makes perfect, and I'm pretty sure that whoever came up with it didn't come up with it for no reason. Doing some extra research if you're feeling unsure about things is a pretty good idea, too. As long as you don't give up on it, you can pull it off, right?

As for the other subject, well, I don't like sounding negative or anything, but sometimes some things just sound too good to be true, and personally I think I would be a little cautious about going there.

[ofnovalue]

I've... learned quite a bit about things that are too good to be true.

[dorinta]

[Brooke notices that brief hesitation, and assumes that she unintentionally reminded Ovelia of some definitely-less-than-pleasant things.]

Sorry, I didn't mean to go and dig up any bad memories or anything like that.

[ofnovalue]

Spare the apologies, m'lady. You needn't waste them on me. Tis but the fault of my own thoughts that cause my mood to be as such.

[dorinta]

If you insist.

[This doesn't stop her from feeling as if she's gone and made a mistake by saying that one thing, but with being specifically told not to worry about it, she feels that she can't do or say much more on that subject without overstepping her bounds.]

Going back to the first subject, then. You'll have to excuse my curiosity, but what do you think your mun— [That's such a funny word, she thinks.] —is worried most about here?

[ofnovalue]

Seemingly?

Everything.

[immovable]

Would your pain be eased even ever so slightly were it known to you that I would arrive in this Heaven alongside you, Princess?

[ofnovalue]

-... She almost corrected her. She almost said "I am a Queen, now". But she instead only responds with silence. She can barely even face the other woman. After a moment, she opens her mouth to say something, but realizes she doesn't know how to respond. Would it ease her pain? Or would facing Agrias, after all that happened, just twist the knife further?-

[immovable]

[The knight remains steady, curiously tilting her head a bit, offering a hand out and speaking softly. She was off fighting end bosses to know fully what happened, locked underground, ignorant to news from above.]

Did my words cause you harm, Princess? Forgive me if they have. Are you perhaps ill? I will not pry if you do not wish me to, but I am charged with protecting you, am I not?

[ofnovalue]

-The offered hand breaks her reverie, at least.-

Ah... You are correct... You are my knight...

[immovable]

And I shall not move from your side. Wherever you go is where I am willed, and that will not change here.

[dragoninstalled]

[Heaven? She has to scoff at that.]

It's nowhere near as heavenly as the Queen would like you to think, either.

[ofnovalue]

I've no doubt about that...

[dragoninstalled]

Then there's no reason to opine about what you deserve.

[...She sounds more fed up than comforting.]

[ofnovalue]

-Something that Ovelia catches.-

I apologize for any offense I have caused you, m'lady.

[dragoninstalled]

Hn.

[The sound is flat, without a lot of inflection one way or the other.]

Not offended.

[She just hates listening to people lament about their own guilty consciences.]

[brainofthemoon]

You refer to yourself as a fool? Now, now, you'll never get anywhere with that attitude.

[ofnovalue]

I've right to refer to myself however I wish if I see it fit to do so, m'lady.

[brainofthemoon]

There's a little thing called self-worth. It's handy. [giggle-giggle yeah she's trollin now]

[ofnovalue]

...

Do not mock me.

[neverwithers]

And what place do you think that garden has for you?

[ofnovalue]

I cannot say with any certainty, m'lady.

[neverwithers]

Oh, go on. Take a guess.

[ofnovalue]

... I do not doubt that it is a well intentioned place. But I hear whispers. That darker things can come to pass.

[neverwithers]

Like the night, the day will come soon.

But the night returns too. Actually, it never truly goes away; it simply can't be seen until it shows itself again.