Yeul had risen easily once he caught her attention. It was necessary to snap her out of the shock she had fallen into. Once she was on her feet, he let her step out of his grasp. There was no further need for him to invade her space, it wasn't called for but there was no other way to get her attention. Though when her chilly exterior returned, he was hardly surprised. He had heard she was known for being unexpressive; as queen she could not afford to show too much emotion, and her display was a shameful sight for the surrounding citizens and the like.
She explained Paddrean priests were on their way for her, and what would happen. He would be shown his new room. He really did know nothing of city life, but he could grow accustomed to it. It was a small price, in his eyes. There was a celebration to be held, and a ceremony the next day. They wasted no time at all for such things, it seemed, no matter how difficult for the Queen it was. He stepped back, putting space between the two of them, out of his own respect.
The priests appeared and they were separated, and they dragged her off. He noticed, it was much the way a child was treated. With disapproving eyes, he watched from a distance until unfamiliar faces appeared before him. He didn't move or speak. He was addressed by the title Nero used. Caius of the Outlands. Though the slight wasn't appreciated, an underhanded way of insulting him. They believed him to be a barbarian no matter what lay beneath where he came from. They were sheltered, fearful people, and despised his 'barbaric' kind.
"Very well." It was better to follow in suit for now. He paused a moment, gazing down at the blood slowly drying on the ground, but then he shifted to look where Yeul had gone. She was dragged off in a most unfitting fashion. A bunch of controlling cowards, they all were. Caius followed behind the man who expected him to obey. For now, he chose to.
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She explained Paddrean priests were on their way for her, and what would happen. He would be shown his new room. He really did know nothing of city life, but he could grow accustomed to it. It was a small price, in his eyes. There was a celebration to be held, and a ceremony the next day. They wasted no time at all for such things, it seemed, no matter how difficult for the Queen it was. He stepped back, putting space between the two of them, out of his own respect.
The priests appeared and they were separated, and they dragged her off. He noticed, it was much the way a child was treated. With disapproving eyes, he watched from a distance until unfamiliar faces appeared before him. He didn't move or speak. He was addressed by the title Nero used. Caius of the Outlands. Though the slight wasn't appreciated, an underhanded way of insulting him. They believed him to be a barbarian no matter what lay beneath where he came from. They were sheltered, fearful people, and despised his 'barbaric' kind.
"Very well." It was better to follow in suit for now. He paused a moment, gazing down at the blood slowly drying on the ground, but then he shifted to look where Yeul had gone. She was dragged off in a most unfitting fashion. A bunch of controlling cowards, they all were. Caius followed behind the man who expected him to obey. For now, he chose to.