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Her gut twisted as he reminded her of his devotion. She had never doubted that, and later, when she was calmer, she'd remind herself to tell him so, but right now her pride was too badly bruised to offer words of reassurance and comfort. Nym had not truly understood her father's mind until she...

His reaction was a poisoned spike to the heart, but she too was quick to steel her expression as she watched him kneel before her. "Don't do that. Don't turn this around and make me a monster - I have every right to be angry. I did not ask you to kneel." she hissed irritably, still pacing as she...

Nym tensed with the urge to fight the moment she felt his hand on her arm, but she didn't need to fight him, she knew that. Still, she snatched her arm away and set her glare on his face. "I don't need gifts, Settra. I need to prove that I am capable of my title, that I can do everything that I...

Nym offered a grateful nod to Medja's acknowledgment of her efforts, though a flicker of tension remained in her features, a remnant of the perpetual vigilance so well engrained in her psyche. 'Lansa has not left me wholly in the dark..' "I see.." she said, her smile tight. "Your praise means...

Nym's brow slowly rose as Settra spoke, and the moment he was finished, her brow knit. There was little she could do to suppress the simmering anger from slowly rising within her. Why had he taken it upon himself to discuss her workload and responsibilities with the Council without her knowledge...

Nym savored each bite of her beloved sweet breads. It wasn't often that she indulged in such things, but for Settra, she would allow herself this sweetness, and she flashed a bright smile at him. Mention of a confession had her smile falter however, and when it seemed he had more planned, her...

As her eyes were met with a spectacle of culinary splendor, Nym's brow quirked. The table, adorned with an array of sumptuous dishes, beckoning her closer, and Settra's careful planning was evident in every detail. Nestled amidst the decadent spread of her favourite pastries, chocolate dipped...

Nymeasha allowed herself to be enveloped in Settra's embrace as they walked, the warmth and safety of his touch a comfort to her. As he explained his choice to wait for her, Nym felt a soft smile tug at the corners of her lips. "I appreciate that," she admitted, and his reassurances about...

Nym's eyes glimmered with a genuine warmth as she met Medja's gaze, and the contrast between their respective roles and backgrounds seemed to momentarily fade away, leaving behind the traces of a friendship that had endured. She laughed under her breath as the woman addressed her with her title...

Nym smirked in the same gentle way she always had when he seemed in any way flustered around her, and her chest squeezed. "I suppose you should." she smiled. The Sultana attended to her morning routine with a certain grace that matched her regal stature. She bathed quickly and dressed in fine...

Settra's audible yawn punctuated the otherwise silent morning, and Nym's lips twitched slightly, appreciating the gentle herald to his approach. They were each well versed in a stealthy approach, and well aware of how unwise it was to sneak up on one coiled so tightly as she was. As his arms...

Nymeasha, burdened by exhaustion, once again found solace elusive as sleep danced on the periphery of her wearied consciousness. Only a scant few hours of rest left her trapped in a liminal space, where dreams, at times, seamlessly intertwined with reality. The rustle of a warm breeze whispered...

A year had elapsed since she last laid eyes on the Empress. On anyone, in fact, outside the boundaries of Salitra, and the countless refusals to attend various social gatherings and meetings had become increasingly difficult to maintain. During her tenure as Sultana, whispers had circulated...

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Nymeasha's gaze scanned each one of the Aspects Tetra, her expression guarded. She remained silent as they each took their seats, sparing a moment's glance up at Settra, her constant source of reassurance amidst the political unknown. After the General had spoken, her chin dipped in agreement...