Recent content by Briseis

As Lord Errune leaned in to speak quietly to her, Briseis felt a rush of shame and embarrassment wash over her like a tidal wave, drowning out any semblance of composure she might have mustered. His words struck her with a force she hadn't expected, and the weight of her inadequacies pressed...

The effort etched on the man's face did not escape her notice as he ascended the dais, though she didn't dare risk him confusing concern with pity and a silent respect for the man's strength settled in her chest. To think that his physical pain was not even the worst of it.. She continued to...

The grandeur of the hall with its towering stacks and ornate architecture left her breathless. The stained glass windows painted stories of dragons and riders, capturing the essence of the world she now found herself a part of. Briseis realised, after he'd answered her, that she ought to be...

Hazel eyes followed his movements, discerning the subtle nuances in his expressions, seeking to understand the complexities that lay behind striking green eyes. If her words caused him any offence she'd die where she stood, but instead, he offered her advice and honesty, and she listened in...

Briseis' slender brows arched with genuine interest as the topic turned to Ciraxis' bloodline. In a quick, almost stumbling manner, she blurted out, "No... I mean, yes, it would very much interest me." Her skin flushed, and a sheepish laugh escaped her lips. She shook her head at herself before...

Her gaze fell to the floor and her head bowed slightly, fearing she'd caused some offence with her assumption. "Apologies.. I merely thought.." she paused, her brow furrowing gently as she lifted her attention back to him. "I've no urgent desire to visit the gardens.. And Prince Kaveh has been...

Compliments.. Another thing she was not used to. "Oh...Thank you." she answered quietly. She may have been born on the wrong side of the city walls, but she had been lucky enough to find work on this side of them, and growing up as a ghost amongst nobility had made it a little easier to speak...

Briseis watched with anticipation as Ciraxis and Vhagor engaged in their silent communication. It was a moment that held a certain weight, one that conveyed the unspoken understanding they shared. She marveled at the apparent connection between them, the way Ciraxis lowered his head and allowed...

Briseis stood tall, or at least as tall as she could, trying her best to maintain her composure under Vhagor's scrutinising gaze. She couldn't help but feel a twinge of unease as Nyx bared her teeth, a clear display of dominance. Vhagor's tired intervention prevented any escalation, but it...

Briseis clung to Ciraxis's back as they descended in a slow spiral towards the intimidating sight of the training arena below.. Her nerves churned inside her, threatening to overwhelm her composure. "Niiice and easy, Ciri.. Just...Act....Casual..." she whispered to her dragon, her voice filled...

Bri's gaze fell momentarily at Eduina's words, the smile she had been wearing slowly fading and a frown briefly marring her brow. Even still, she was not used to defending herself despite the sting of the rumour. Her head lifted at Lord Errune's answer, and she felt her chin lift slightly. It...

Her mouth gaped in silent awe whilst her gaze drifted around the hall, snagging on those he spoke of as he explained their task. Letter by letter... "Goodness.." she breathed in amazement, wondering at how long such a feat would take. Briseis almost walked straight into Lord Errune having...

The smile she wore faltered and failed as he corrected her. She managed to hold his gaze for only another moment before her head lowered instinctively. "O-of course..I'm sorry. Forgive me, Lord Errune." she frowned. Her cheeks were burning. It wasn't often that she forgot herself, but the...

Slender brows rose as her hazel eyes shot to his, fixing her gaze intently on his face as he spoke of those he'd protected. Her chest tightened and her head shook.. "Oh, I.." she frowned, looking back down at the dagger in her hands for a brief moment of reconsideration. She was as used to...

'I imagine this is a very different sort of celebration that you're used to."...Maybe all together not a better one.' "Sort of.." Briseis smiled with a light shrug. "I was quite young when I joined the Sahar House staff, they had soirees often, but I was far more used to pouring the wine than...