Sidonie de la Sidra (sidhe_queen) wrote in bizarre_city, @ 2013-03-25 21:14:00 |
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Entry tags: | closed, mikino alcaeyn, sidonie de la sidra |
June 30th 2013
Who: Sidonie && Lord Regent
Where: The inner courts.
When : June 30th, Afternoon
What: Anything happens. Sidonie reflecting on events of last night, as well what will happen in the future.
Sidonie sat in her garden under the shades of her tall plants. She couldn’t be seen from the path but her guards knew she was there. The queen made very clear she was no to be disturbed, her inner court was cleared of all houses. The only people allowed to roam freely was that of her servants, her guards, and those who had prior agreement given by the queen herself. It was going to be a very quiet Sunday. She had stayed in the dirty of her garden until about noon before she rose from her perch and made her way inside. She had been meditating, there was just simply too much for her to handle and she had to reconnect.
She retired back to her personal chambers to shower and then she went and dressed herself. Looking in the mirror the queen was reminded once more of the events of last night. She was ready.
Leaving her personal chambers and walking out to whatever the day may bring. She wasn’t going to allow anyone, her new Lord Regent, The Chaldean, anyone from telling her what to do. They were all the more welcoming of reminding her of HER duty but when she wanted a certain fae woman to wear a dress all hell broke loose. It was a dress, and yes it was Gold in color. But if that was the game that her two most trusted wanted to play then she would play. There will always be rumors, and if none of them can handle it then she couldn’t count on them.
She walked past several guards and walked to her throne room. Looking at the throne where her mother and her entire bloodline had sat. A lot of hard choices were made, turning she laid her head on the door way and closed her eyes. She wished she had more strength to get through this and she wished she had her mother heart. It was locked tight and never let her emotions rule her. But it seemed that Sidonie wasn’t exactly the mother’s daughter afterall. Lifting her head and walked further into the room and closed the doors behind her before walking to the throne and touched the arm piece gentle and took a seat. “Mother…you should had prepared me more.”