675-09-01 - A Queen's Concern

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A Queen's Concern
Summary: Queen Abegayle Onimus speaks with Nimoria
Who: Abegayle Onimus and Nimoria
References: re:Nathan Onimus, re:Edris Alachri
When: 675-09-01
Related Logs: ??
Date of RP: 2014-09-01
Where: The Queen's Chamber - Isle of the Crown
Room Desc: To Come Soon!


The morning is early yet and Abegayle is up and dressed, despite the fact that she may not leave her chambers at all today. For the moment, she has the curtains of her windows drawn back and she watches outside for a moment. A breath taken and then let out, there is a lot on the Queen's mind, a lot of tasks to complete and news to try and not let out. She wonders if she has the nerve to do it all and then after that fleeting thought passes she closes her eyes and takes another breath. She was the Queen after all, strong willed, dutiful minded, she could handle anything. A half-smirk touches her lips before she turns away from the window and moves to sit at the table, fingers tapping against the wood for a lingering moment.

The heavy doors of her room will be opened widely, when guards announce, "The Royal High Oni Nimoria." And that woman glides inside the room, quickly finding the Queen with her eyes color of light light sky.

Nimoria's gown is with long sleeves and buttons running down the back. The liquid satin sheath dress with a dramatic plunging cut-out-illusion at the back is as purely white as the skin of this young woman. So, it might look like she is raditaing that mysteriously warm and holy light of Onimoria herself. She keeps her hairs tress, cascading down across her shoulders and reaching even her hips.

The woman walks closer to the Queen and offers a curtsy, "My Queen, how are you today, please tell me. Do you sleep better? Or maybe you need some soothing tea?" She looks around the room and through the window and shakes her head a bit, "You need to get some fresh air. It's not healthy to stay locked in the same room for so long..."

The Queen rises with the announcement of the Royal High coming into her chambers. She is one of the few that the Queen allows entry without question. A raising of her brow is given and she lowers her head in respect to the woman. "Nimoria. I am feeling fine, thank you. No need for tea." Saying that much before listening to the woman comment about how she should get some fresh air, that half-smirk remaining on her lips. "Do you think it would be wise for me to leave my chambers yet? I have an image to uphold after all." Saying this much more before she casts her gaze back to the woman before her, waiting for the opinion of the Royal High Oni.

Nimoria sighs and slips to take a seat on the chair beside, without any permision, "My Queen, if you will allow me... I must say, that people are in the need of their Queen. That's the image you need to keep. Even Onimoria herself is worried. My Queen, you need to show up for your people. There are so many whispers around. Some believe, that you are... dead already..."

Nimoria sighs and leans back in her seat, fixing the gaze on the Queen, "I understand you and your worried, about the image of our Patrons, but... Nothing happens without a reason. They gave you the child, when they thought that Madalyn is sick and bewitched by the banished patrons. Though, we learned that she is not, and the girl started to show very promising talents. So, Onimoria decided to take away the child. That means... Madalyn is in the need of her mother and... My Queen, you know that Onimoria herself speaks through my lips... Let me express her worry about Edris and her child. The bastard of your son braught a huge shadow over his head. You know, that he drowns into that darkness because of the greed now. We have a nettle between us growing. We can't let it to thrive, especially if that takes away the motehr of her true children, and takes away the Queen from her people..."

Abegayle watches Nimoria for a moment before turning to face the woman more correctly. A tilt of her head one way and then the other while listening to the woman speak and she takes a breath, and then another. "It is an image I have been upholding for my entire life. When my daughter seemed unfit for the throne I worried that the faith of my people would begin to crumble. That their faith in me would falter. I cannot let my people suffer without an heir, and I will not seem to crumble before them." A flick of her head to hold it high and she smiles. "Perhaps it is time to face them. My mourning period about the child is over. Madalyn proves herself more and more each day as you said. The rest will continue to crumble as it is meant to do." She smiles now, and then gives a nod of her head. "Fine then. Perhaps some fresh air will do me well."

"My Queen?!" Nimoria offers a bit cautious smile, "Did I understand right? You will go for a walk, allowing people to see, that you are healthy and strong Queen, even if you lost your child? Maybe you will make some kind of an announcement about it? Trying to explain people, what I just mentioned. Why the promised heir was taken away? I believe, that your duaghter will be happy about such an announcement too..."

The woman turns her look away for the second, but then glances back at the Queen, "If so... Will you take some proper action against the break of the laws and the dangerous bastard? I knwo, you may be not in the mood for such discusion, but that worries me and Onimoria. I believe, that lady Adara informed you about the fact, that your own son prince Nathan belieevs that you will die soon, that princess Madalyn is useless and his bastard should be loved by people? I, myself, had a talk with mistress Edris, who says, taht she was not aware about the plans of the prince, when he offered her to... start the child. She thought, she will get more opportunities with the bastard, than she was allowed in her youth. I saw how her eyes glinted about the fact, that her child may be the reason, why brother may raise hand against hsi sister, or why the son may raise hand against his mother. She wants her bastart become something huge... But mostly, I am worried about the fact, that mistress Edris said, that she is serving for you, my Queen. So, when I informed her, that her child will bring chaos to our Kingdom,unless she will change her name and will go far far away, forgetting about Prince and The isles, she decided to stay... My Queen, this matter has to be settled as soon as possible..."

"Yes. You heard right. I will go among my people. I will announce that I am well, and very much so not dead. Which will likely put a thorn in that bastard son of mine's side." Abegayle would speak, and then she listens further to Nimoria and everything the woman offers. "The law will be upheld. If I have to make an example of my son then so be it. I will not allow him to let his position and his thoughts rule how he believes this kingdom shall be ran. To think... his manipulation and cruel thoughts will be the end of him yet." A smirk would form on her lips then as she tilts her head up some. "Though I thought he wanted to go to lands unknown? Explore, set up his own? Or did that change after he thought I was laying on my death bed?" She would ask, before giving a shake of her head. "One thing at a time. An announcement to my people will be made. Then an example shall be set of my son. I will also wish to speak with both Adara and Edris still. We shall make good of what has come, and this kingdom will thrive all the better for it."

"I am not sure... I haven't seen him around, actually," Nimoria answers about the Queen's son, "Though, the crew and the ships,which were chosen by your sister, our dear Admiral, for Nathan are still near our coasts,so I believe he still not left..." The woman sighs and nods, "Yes, sure, my Queen. I came here just to let you know, that nor I, nor Onimoria likes the fact, that a bastard will be born to our royal house. We have laws about it, we are trying to avoid it for a reason..." The woman smiles a bit and leans to patpat the shoulder of the Queen if allowed, "I am glad to hear, that you will take a walk,my Queen. Now,if you will excuse me,I need to go take care of my duties," the woman stands up and offers a curtsy, before leaving.