Just Outside of Sidra, Dawn, Kaeleer Time
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glacial_queenThe sun was just beginning to rise over the horizon, banishing the deep purple shadows. In the lead on her pristine kindred horse, Karla waited for her entrance, her Court beside her, while behind them stood her army in neat and precise rows. The sharp morning breeze made the banners and pennons snap in the air, royal blue with her Court's sigil emblazoned in silver upon them. Karla was also clad in silver and blue, including a long velvet gown that was split for riding (Karla wouldn't be caught dead riding sidesaddle, even on a kindred horse. There were appearances and then there was sheer foolishness) and the silver cloak that Raven had given her, the back trailing gracefully over her horse's withers and the hood down so her pale hair could gleam in the morning light.
In short, she looked every inch the regal queen she was meant to be. Certainly looked more regal than she actually was.
By this time, she knew better than to underestimate the power of showmanship.
Last night, they has received word to be waiting at dawn to be welcomed into Sidra. A fitting time, Karla had judged, full of significance and symbolism. Karla would have preferred it to be full of sleeping or coffee, but who was she to argue?
You know, besides the Territory Queen and all.
They were impressively silent while they waited, only sounds the the nickering of the landen horses and the jingle of metal. Slowly the moments ticked by while they waited. The sun rose higher, inch by inch, the sky turning red and gold and then finally blue.
"This is awkward," Karla muttered to those closest to her. "Do we keep standing here like beggars at a feast? Do we turn around and walk away? Or do we enter the city anyway? I don't think Uncle Saetan ever covered this in Protocol."
In short, she looked every inch the regal queen she was meant to be. Certainly looked more regal than she actually was.
By this time, she knew better than to underestimate the power of showmanship.
Last night, they has received word to be waiting at dawn to be welcomed into Sidra. A fitting time, Karla had judged, full of significance and symbolism. Karla would have preferred it to be full of sleeping or coffee, but who was she to argue?
You know, besides the Territory Queen and all.
They were impressively silent while they waited, only sounds the the nickering of the landen horses and the jingle of metal. Slowly the moments ticked by while they waited. The sun rose higher, inch by inch, the sky turning red and gold and then finally blue.
"This is awkward," Karla muttered to those closest to her. "Do we keep standing here like beggars at a feast? Do we turn around and walk away? Or do we enter the city anyway? I don't think Uncle Saetan ever covered this in Protocol."
Re: Peacekeeping
Date: 2013-10-13 03:03 am (UTC)While he was still gawking at that neat turn of phrase, Karla nodded at Julian to keep his hold on the male and to bring him further into their group. He would become a prisoner of their army for a bit. "I intend to make everyone pay for what they've done while my uncle and his jackals were in charge--most specifically, my uncle and his jackals. So prepare your statements, round up the people he extorted and wait just a few days. He will have a trial and then, I promise you, justice will be served."
Her smile was cold. "And merciless, to each what he gave."
Re: Peacekeeping
Date: 2013-10-13 03:21 am (UTC)Re: Peacekeeping
Date: 2013-10-13 04:34 am (UTC)She tried to keep a smile off her face. "Will you remain with us? Or work with your troops as peacekeepers."
Re: Peacekeeping
Date: 2013-10-13 05:05 am (UTC)"If my Lady wishes, I will, but I trust them to be more than capable. The people of Sidra appear to be much more mannered and orderly than many of the others we have assisted."
That last was also intended to make the townfolk consider how they were acting in comparison to their 'country cousins'.