@heldearth ( nikolai ) sent: ‘ the devil’s in the details, but you got a friend in me. ’ / folkore rp meme — vol 2 ( 𝑎𝑐𝑐𝑒𝑝𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔. )
she could feel it once again even inside the closed walls of the palace, the pull of gravity / the gush of wind that used to make the high wire wobble & along with it, threatened to pull her down to meet her shadow in the most unceremonious fall. the papers she’d brought that were laid out on the table fluttered with the breeze that blew in from the window, but not one flew out its place: stubborn & determined, as she was. the smile that appeared on her lips was not one she had reserved for friends. instead, she gave him the sheepish smile of a humble soldier who was grateful to have been offered his friendship at least in words. however, inej never liked putting on a guise she didn’t feel comfortable in. the practiced courtesy in her voice was so overdone, it almost sounded like bitter resentment. ❝ I am thankful for that, moi tsar. ❞ the title was still foreign to her tongue, like a blow of betrayal against the beliefs ingrained in her. the suli recognized no king. at least the fruit of her hard work would taste sweet. inej hadn’t come so far with a meticulous plan of action, pulled so many strings to be allowed an audience with the king, only to be dismissed with empty-promises forged in charm & good-nature. she had come for answers. if the devil was in the details, she wanted to see what it had to say.
with her hands clasped behind her back, spine arched so inej stood tall with the grace of an acrobat. ❝ in that case, can I count on this friendship & expect you to sanction these plans ? ❞
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