Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20190421032824/@comment-29038468-20190515163644

(It's cool.)

I nod with a warm smile. "I will Sam, I will." I tell him. I then turn my attention to Circe. "Tell me something, what will taking the ire of the people here do for you? For the subjects you wish to help? Dethroned or not, you will stand up and earn the trust of the people here. If you wish to be queen, then act like one!" I tell her summoning up all the haughtiness of Lustia.

Inside Ophelia's head, things are become worse. Her elementals are losing an important fight for Ophelia's mind. The screens that display her memories start being replaced by eyes. She would be influenced by something far more sinister. She would, for at least a time, be host to something other than herself.