AMARA WAS NOT FEELING LIKE PRAYING TODAY. It was hard to appease her duty with her heart. While she had always known ( and wished ) she would be the High Priestess, she found herself wavering. Not because she was afraid others might discover her power, but rather because she couldn't seem to find a clear head to dedicate to praying to the Mother.
not when it seemed she had abandoned them.
But, every time she would see one of her sisters, her troubles would dissipate - only to return full force in her lonesome hours. Smiling softly at Saylee, Amara shook her head. "No, but mainly because no one but our siblings know about it." she softly chuckled, approaching her sister to pull her into a hug. "How are you holding up with everything that's been going on lately? I dread to even consider how busy you must have been with our courtiers."
Saylee nodded, proud of her sister for keeping the secret. It was important that they all stuck together, no matter what. When she'd come to check on Amara, she wanted to be sure that she was safe in every way possible. "Good, keep it that way. No one needs to know, at least not right now. It's a very sensitive time, and I'm just looking out for you and your sister." Behind the scenes, she was a whole lot more sensitive and compassionate than other fae noticed. Around them, she never wanted to admit that she was anything les than completely in control of her court and the decisions to keep them safe.
Sighing, she wanted to admit that she had zero idea of how to move forward, but how could she? How could she admit she was struggling with finding information? Everything was hidden and it was driving Saylee crazy. "It's difficult, honestly. We have less and less answers every day. New courts, but no answers. I'm meeting with as many High Rulers as I can and I trust you and your sister to do the same with other inner circle members. I want us safe and I do not want a repeat of what happened in our court. We will not be made out to be the villain again."

















