"I see . So she has connects with the forest then? A strong base with the Shifters as well as with the villagers?" Prince Clovis seemed to be musing more than actually questioning her . Mally thought about angles for several moments, trying to find a sinister reason to ask these questions . She couldn't find one . Even though she had to admit these were odd questions . She was more than happy to answer .
"Yes, she also has fantastic external relations . " Mally offered kind of offhandedly . For a split second she wondered if she had made the wrong choice in saying that . Clovis turned two very bright curious eyes on her .
Advertisement"Oh, She does? How so?" Clovis asked and Mally had a feeling she had just dug a very deep whole . Even through the haze, for a half second she questioned her choice, but it was a fleeting second .
"Yes . Kyera has always been one to travel with our teacher . She has met many very important guests over the years . " Mally added with a smile . Clovis nodded slowly, this seeming to make him think . She had a feeling Kyera was going to kill her . She wasn't sure why, she had a feeling something wasn't quite right about this situation .
"Do you think Kyera would be able to handle herself around a room full of Nobles?" CLovis asked taking a sip of the now barely warm tea his servants had provided earlier . The liquid was soothing and wonderful in this cool weather .
"Yes, she is quite the little social kitten . Despite her normal nature, she can actually navigate the larger groups rather sweetly . I've never seen a forester who can get prince's to recognize her as a treasure quite so well as my little sister . You should have seen her when The Prince of Shadow Veil fell ill . " Mally chuckled as she remembered the shock on the young Prince's face to find his salvation was in the hands of a 9 year old little girl . The effects of the warmth in her belly was slightly loosening her tongue . The memories were more easily accessed with the alcohol's assistance .
"Oh? What happened there?" Clovis asked curiously, knowing she was lost in memories . The little smirk he saw curve her lips was fascinating . It was nothing like the pretty little meek angel he had rescued from his elder brother at the time . Now there seemed to be something beneath the facade this girl had designed to survive in this palace .
"Well, Kyera had been practicing for years already at the Master's knee . So she was already fantastic with healing and magic . Master was called upon to go to Shadow Veil because his only son was poisoned . They thought they were going to lose him . Master brought Kyera along, and she figured out what was wrong with the Prince almost instantly . She managed to draw the worm from him and cleanse him of all the toxins . She used a lot of her inner power but he was able to pull through . " Mally explained rather simply, but then she shot him a grin . "Thing was, the Prince couldn't believe the nine year old little girl had healed him . Kyera looked him right in the eye and told him, 'that's fine sire . I would be more than happy to place the worm back where I found it if you wish?'" Mally started laughing once again . She never tired of this story and Clovis couldn't help but chuckle .
He couldn't easily imagine the look of shock on his brother in law's stoic face . Even as a child he had been so serious . Being humbled by a sassy little girl had to have been interesting to say the least . Mally smiled at him but sighed softly .
"Kyera has always been like that . Such a beautiful flower born from such a bloody past . " Mally said whisfully, she stared into the liquid in her cup . The pain in her chest was numbing, but her mind was focused on the little girl she was so worried hid within the fierce warrior her sister chose to be .
"A bloody past?" He asked softly, remembering the ghosts in those golden eyes . That sense of deep set sadness . Mally nodded sadly before glancing up at the skies .
"Yes . Kyera… She was a very tragic little princess . " Mally began before draining her third cup of the evening . "Her mother left when she was little . The witch doesn't even deserve that title . Her father was never in the picture . " She scoffed setting the cup down . Clovis looked at it for a moment, and filled it to the brim with straight tea . There was something in her tone that made him think perhaps she had a bit more than her limit .
Chapter end
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