The king wasn't celebrating; indeed, his mind was far away.
The pendant around her neck weighed heavily as she made a snap decision. Her appearance before him disturbed more than just his own plans for his sister... and he'd be a foolish king to ensure her future before his own. Unless he believed that hers was the only future to plan for, and while that was a depressing thought to live with, she was more concerned by what might cause him to think that way.
Her window of opportunity began to close when the celebrated bridegroom suddenly discarded the singer who was actually paid to be here... there was no more time for thought. The sound of water being poured for the musicians came to her ears, and she made her way up to the stage.
Another thing for the people to whisper about, she thought ruefully, before speaking quietly with the conductor. Just a simple melody with strong percussion-- the conductor looked at the king with some alarm, and Azura saw his eyes narrow suspiciously. But he offered a dismissive wave, and the conductor gulped before agreeing to let her take Dorothea's place.
She lifted her hands over head as the music started, and small streams of water seemed to find her, from glasses and fountains outside, following her movements.
Her eyes met the king's.
A game you played, and thought you won... A family left without their sun, A mistaken heart, gets torn apart, Left to see what you've done...
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The pendant around her neck weighed heavily as she made a snap decision. Her appearance before him disturbed more than just his own plans for his sister... and he'd be a foolish king to ensure her future before his own. Unless he believed that hers was the only future to plan for, and while that was a depressing thought to live with, she was more concerned by what might cause him to think that way.
Her window of opportunity began to close when the celebrated bridegroom suddenly discarded the singer who was actually paid to be here... there was no more time for thought. The sound of water being poured for the musicians came to her ears, and she made her way up to the stage.
Another thing for the people to whisper about, she thought ruefully, before speaking quietly with the conductor. Just a simple melody with strong percussion-- the conductor looked at the king with some alarm, and Azura saw his eyes narrow suspiciously. But he offered a dismissive wave, and the conductor gulped before agreeing to let her take Dorothea's place.
She lifted her hands over head as the music started, and small streams of water seemed to find her, from glasses and fountains outside, following her movements.
Her eyes met the king's.
A family left without their sun,
A mistaken heart, gets torn apart,
Left to see what you've done...