Teyrna V

Finishing up the first Teyrna chapter.  This Wednesday I start a new chapter and perspective.  Would you rather hear from the perspective of Daphne once more, or hear more from Vivica, the character who was riding in a palanquin?

Third to speak was, Ninian, a high chieftain of a younger age but nearly peerless but not for Cadeyrn above him. He was nearly peerless in battle, a giant of a man, though perhaps without the reason or wisdom that some others may have had. In their society, charisma and proficiency in battle in and of themselves were equal to age and wisdom, which is how such people alike were able to attain such positions of power. He roared out, “This envoy speaks of how great and terrible the Aigaids are. Are not we the bravest people on this world? Are not the Aevergos the best among our people? They make aim to threaten us, but if they were truly strong they would simply do as they wish. If they were strong, they would not ask us for permission, they would not make deceitful attempts to appeal to us in matters that they consider internal, that they consider to be outside of our regard. They attempt to intimidate us, and I for one shall not be part to such threats against us being taken seriously; I shall not stand idly aside as another shall tell us what we, the bravest and most powerful among nations in this world, can and cannot partake in!”

Teyrna knew that when Cadeyrn had first spoken he had already made up his mind, that at this point his course was set and that he should not avert from it, even should they be heading towards the rocky shoals which would ultimately spell their doom. Thusfar it had never steered him astray, and she knew that he was counting on it to work this time as well. However, he had never before been gambling the fate of an entire people against another which was so great in power, that united peoples of different ethnicity and religion by force of law alone. This truly was a gamble for him, but he could not back down from what he truly believed in, he could not truly do something which he was against, she knew this. For better or worse, she knew what his response would be before he ever was able to evoke it.

Calmly he began, “I have heard enough of my countrymen, of the men who have chosen to put me in the position that I am in because they thought that I would be able to make the wisest choices for our people. You speak as though you will bring peace and serenity to all the land, but I know that this is not the case, and I know that your boldness and drunkenness shall cause your fall, for your expect to drink up kingdoms in huge cups. Be gone from here Apostolos, and tell your lord and master that the Aevergos nation is not one that can be bought as mercenaries, not one that can be pressured to sit aside as their morals are allowed to pass them by. Tell him that most of all that we are not afraid, and that we shall do what is right no matter the circumstance. Flee now, little man.”

The envoy opened his mouth but briefly as though he was to extend a retort, as though he was to make a counter-argument against what had been said, but then seemed to think better of it. He clenched his jaw and fists both, saying nothing, but instead turning on his heel precisely backwards and heading back out the way that he can come in, his two bodyguards doing the same, following their charge as he exited the large round hall, everyone else remaining silent as they left, all eyes tracking them as they egressed from the building. Once they had exited, all eyes turned from them up in the opposite direction from the envoys back up to Cadeyrn.

He fell back into his seat, slumping into it, almost growling under his breath, “What other business do the lot of you have to content with myself, whilst I am still here?”