(no subject)

[petalwhirlwind.livejournal.com]

[Phone Call to Porom]

[After that phone call, Ursula departs the infirmary. She's tired of resting in bed, waiting to recover the rest of her strength. Stubborn as ever, the princess slips out of the castle and heads into town. She'll begin doing some stretches and then some practice moves, determined not to neglect her training.

White mage folks and others are still welcome to nag, of course.]

Comments

[petalwhirlwind.livejournal.com]

I don't see why not. You hang around Kain's dragon, right?

[Mindful of her own manners, Ursula nods politely.]

I'm Ursula Leiden, Princess of Fabul...though I don't suppose that matters anymore.

[She could do without titles, but losing her home, her family...that's what really hurt, and she can't quite hide it no matter how she might try.]

[dragoncursed.livejournal.com]

[Reis quietly corrects the princess, mild but informative nonetheless.] One does not own a dragon, Your Highness. She has chosen him as a Hume to bond with.

[And just like with any of the other royals she's encountered in her stay in Gaia, she drops into a kneel until she's given permission to get up. Anything less where she is from is the fastest route to a beheading.]

If you will forgive me, why should that not matter?

[petalwhirlwind.livejournal.com]

[Ursula blinks, confused.]

Because I'm not going home, I can't be Fabul's heir--please, you don't have to kneel.

[dragoncursed.livejournal.com]

You are still who you were born to be, even if you have been displaced.

[She rises to her feet, nonplussed about being polite as is expected.]

[petalwhirlwind.livejournal.com]

I guess so...but I'll still have to find a new purpose in this world, without my family.

[dragoncursed.livejournal.com]

They are not here?

[Compassion is written all over her face. Reis knows all too well what it's like to be separated from those you love.]

[petalwhirlwind.livejournal.com]

[Ursula shakes her head, sighing.]

No...which is for the best. Fabul needs them.

[But that doesn't mean the separation isn't hard.]

[dragoncursed.livejournal.com]

I am sorry. It is not easy, being parted from those we love.

[petalwhirlwind.livejournal.com]

[She starts to nod.]

...you, too?

[dragoncursed.livejournal.com]

[Reis' head drops, but not before her heartache dims her eyes.]

My betrothed. I have not laid eyes on him in a year, save through the seer's crystal.

[petalwhirlwind.livejournal.com]

[Wince. She can't begin to imagine what that's like and is now even more grateful that Ceodore's with her.]

I'm so sorry....

[dragoncursed.livejournal.com]

I dare not hope that I shall see him again. Yet, I have found some small comfort in the companionship of others. It does not dull the pain, but makes it more easy to bear.

[petalwhirlwind.livejournal.com]

[She nods, staring off.]

That's true. Were it not for Ceodore, and my godparents, it would be unbearable.

[She manages a small smile, refocusing her gaze.]

I don't know if my companionship would help, but...at least I understand.

[dragoncursed.livejournal.com]

And I am most sorry that you should have reason to understand at all.

[There is a small smile from her, as well, accepting the offer in her own reserved way.]

[petalwhirlwind.livejournal.com]

Me, too...for both our sakes.