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Chapter Fourty Two Seated
in front of the dressing table mirror, Barevi Lusankya begins to take down and
brush out her long, black tresses. She luxuriates in the feel of her silky
smooth hair as a dark presence enters the room. Paying no notice as the figure
makes it way casually to her back, Barevi continues about her business. Realizing
that his dear sister is only ignoring his presence, Lord Corevi Lusankya drops
onto the divan beside the dressing table. Letting out a terrible sigh as he
sinks down into the pillows. “Was
she at least mildly amusing to you, Brother?” Barevi snidely questions him. Rolling
his neck so that his head would rest carelessly onto his left shoulder, “At
least… Though she is quite in control of her urges… Even for a Kuati.” Continuing
to brush out the dark locks, “That was to be expected… She is of the finest
Kuati stock… As much as that could mean…” Turning to look him in the eye
to ask her next question, “Were you at least useful enough to guarantee her
cooperation in this venture?” Looking
somewhat hurt at her accusation, “You injure me with such a question,
Sister.” He lifts his head from his shoulder and takes an indignant tone,
“She is most conciliatory to our plans. The Kuati wench will be of no
consequence to your grace.” “As
it should be, Brother.” Turning back to her mirror, Barevi goes back to her
grooming, “It pains me to have to suffer these insipid Kuatis, but it has
proven to be a necessary evil. After all, it is their investment, which will
bring us back into our reign… And we lose nothing that hasn’t already been
taken from us should this plan fail.” Corevi
cocks his head at his sister in confusion, “You have doubts of our success?” Not
even taking notice of his question in her actions, she runs the brush through
her hair repeatedly before answering him, matter of factly, “With the steps
that I am currently undertaking, I am hoping to insure our success. But with the
Kuatis, there is always risk that their ineptitude will color the victory.
However… Should our next trip prove successful, I foresee a clear path to the
throne once more.” Corevi
stared at his sister for a few minutes in amusement before slipping off to
sleep. While he slept, his mind was filled with the questions his sister’s
comment left him with: Where are we going this time and what does she have
cooking now?
Creator: PtrsonsZOO (Jennifer)
*SPECIAL NOTE: Due to circumstances beyond our control, the rest of the story will be written by PtrsonsZOO (Jennifer)
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