Post by Tybalt Zane on Mar 18, 2024 17:26:18 GMT -5
This was always going to happen.
Statistically, there had to be someone out there who could sense magic. Tybalt was astonished that it hadn't come up as a problem sooner. In some ways, he supposed, he was fortunate that it was a gifted, and not some enchantment being used by the guards, or a spell from the witches. Doubly so because there had been so much chaos that day that he'd been able to slip away without any questions being raised, or so he had hoped.
Tybalt had smiled at the queen's announcement. Called it wise, and expressed an eagerness to work alongside the new gifteds advisor. Inside, he'd felt some part of his confidence crumble.
The prospect had kept him up at night. It wasn't just him. It was Felicity, and Tobey, and Trinity, and Thaddius. The entire Zane family were tainted by this strange, and powerful affliction. One which had started with him in the terrible north. He justified his actions as being in their interest, not his own. Perhaps he might have spoken with his wife about it, shared his worries. If it weren't for the fact that they weren't speaking all that much at the moment. He didn't want to trouble her with anything else right now.
Eventually, he'd made his decision. He couldn't wait to be exposed. He wouldn't risk it.
It wasn't quite midday yet, when Florina Bellerose would have a knock at the door to her new office. If she called out for whoever was on the outside to come in, she would find herself faced with the commander. The man would be as pleasant, and relaxed as he usually was. In sort, there shouldn't have been much cause for concern.
Statistically, there had to be someone out there who could sense magic. Tybalt was astonished that it hadn't come up as a problem sooner. In some ways, he supposed, he was fortunate that it was a gifted, and not some enchantment being used by the guards, or a spell from the witches. Doubly so because there had been so much chaos that day that he'd been able to slip away without any questions being raised, or so he had hoped.
Tybalt had smiled at the queen's announcement. Called it wise, and expressed an eagerness to work alongside the new gifteds advisor. Inside, he'd felt some part of his confidence crumble.
The prospect had kept him up at night. It wasn't just him. It was Felicity, and Tobey, and Trinity, and Thaddius. The entire Zane family were tainted by this strange, and powerful affliction. One which had started with him in the terrible north. He justified his actions as being in their interest, not his own. Perhaps he might have spoken with his wife about it, shared his worries. If it weren't for the fact that they weren't speaking all that much at the moment. He didn't want to trouble her with anything else right now.
Eventually, he'd made his decision. He couldn't wait to be exposed. He wouldn't risk it.
It wasn't quite midday yet, when Florina Bellerose would have a knock at the door to her new office. If she called out for whoever was on the outside to come in, she would find herself faced with the commander. The man would be as pleasant, and relaxed as he usually was. In sort, there shouldn't have been much cause for concern.
