closed starter for @ofsvnshine
While ancient magic held them and there had been little explanation or advance in the knowledge anyone had, some grew morose and panicked - doom seeping into their muscles and bone corrupting and killing hope. Feckless and faint of heart, some were. Perhaps some courts were searching for knowledge and ways to resolve it all but none had been sharing information as it would seem. Zehra would do as one did best and listen to whispers and captivate those she could and find a way to suggest to her brother and high lord ways the night court could lead the charge and show the world the way.
She had ideas and plans to involve him with Spring, to carry with her the reputation of the man to be her husband and further quiet ambitions. "Brother, I must have words with you. Privately if you would so indulge a sister of your own. The questions I plan to ask are of a personal nature regarding our current predicaments," She voiced across the way to her brother in an even and cool tone. She was as precise and cold as a blade's sharpened edge until her final word when a sister's affection and concern leaked into the world."To address your immediate concerns, first, I am fine; secondly, no, this is not an emergency, but again, I would like words with my brother rather than attempting to schedule time through Kalore to speak with you. Timur, please."