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Watase Yu
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Calista figured Drake would be uneasy coming into the laboratory. Knowing that Drake would be coming, they were being a bit more cautious, but not enough that Calista knew Drake would be uncomfortable. Any with the chemical were far from the main walking areas for this exact reason. The head alchemist's office was completely empty of any dragonsbane or the weapons they were working on for such reasons. Feeling Drake's gentle tug, Calista would quickly nod her head. "Of course, Drake. Thank you, my lord. You and your alchemists have done well. Keep up the good work." Calista would say with a bow of her head before leaving the room. "Of course, your majesties." The old man would say with a bow as they left.
. . .
Calista was currently rubbing her temple with her free hand. She had lost count of how many hours they had been here in the council room with her family, Drake, and the generals discussing the coming war. They were at a bit of a stand still in the discussion when the doors slammed open. With her free hand in her lap, Calista would drop the hand that was at her temple as her icy blue gaze shot to the doorway. "Shar'Karon ..." Calista would muse quietly in confusion. Her heart sank as he spoke of dire news. Her worst fears quickly came to mind and her gaze shot to Drake as Karon's spoke his news.
"No ..." Calista breathed, her eyes widening as Drake shot out of his chair. Her mother jumped slightly at his out burst, her father and brother looking to Calista and Drake with concern. She knew Camus was a cold blood serpent, but she didn't think he would sink as low as killing their father and turning their people against Drake. Her eyes watered as she looked to Drake as he sank back into his chair. She knew what his father meant to him. "Drake ..." Calista breathed as she fluidly left her seat and moved to his side. A gentle hand moved to his shoulders, snaking around them affectionately. She wanted to embrace him, tell him it would be okay, they would make Camus pay for what he had done to the Dragon King. However, with all eyes on them, this was no time for such a gesture. Calista would have to wait until they had a moment of privacy. "Camus will pay for his treachery. We will make all of Kogankell see him for the cowardly, backstabbing serpent that he truly is ..."
Nodding to Shar'Karon as he bowed and hurried from the room, Cali looked to her family. Her father had accepted her brother's withdrawal with very little argument. Her mother as well, surprisingly. Calista was officially the heir, as it should have been. "Father, Generals ... Time for debate and arguing is over. Our time has officially come. For Hetopia. For the Dragon King. For the people of Kogankell who are being manipulated by Camus' lies and treachery. We must defeat him." Cali would say somberly, a firm look in her eyes as she glanced to each in turn. "We are behind you, Calista. Drake." Isaiah would say with a firm nod, her parents nodding as well. "Yes Princess, all of Hetopia is behind you." The generals would say with nods. "We'll go ready the troops." The generals would say as they stood, hurrying from the room.
. . .
Calista was currently rubbing her temple with her free hand. She had lost count of how many hours they had been here in the council room with her family, Drake, and the generals discussing the coming war. They were at a bit of a stand still in the discussion when the doors slammed open. With her free hand in her lap, Calista would drop the hand that was at her temple as her icy blue gaze shot to the doorway. "Shar'Karon ..." Calista would muse quietly in confusion. Her heart sank as he spoke of dire news. Her worst fears quickly came to mind and her gaze shot to Drake as Karon's spoke his news.
"No ..." Calista breathed, her eyes widening as Drake shot out of his chair. Her mother jumped slightly at his out burst, her father and brother looking to Calista and Drake with concern. She knew Camus was a cold blood serpent, but she didn't think he would sink as low as killing their father and turning their people against Drake. Her eyes watered as she looked to Drake as he sank back into his chair. She knew what his father meant to him. "Drake ..." Calista breathed as she fluidly left her seat and moved to his side. A gentle hand moved to his shoulders, snaking around them affectionately. She wanted to embrace him, tell him it would be okay, they would make Camus pay for what he had done to the Dragon King. However, with all eyes on them, this was no time for such a gesture. Calista would have to wait until they had a moment of privacy. "Camus will pay for his treachery. We will make all of Kogankell see him for the cowardly, backstabbing serpent that he truly is ..."
Nodding to Shar'Karon as he bowed and hurried from the room, Cali looked to her family. Her father had accepted her brother's withdrawal with very little argument. Her mother as well, surprisingly. Calista was officially the heir, as it should have been. "Father, Generals ... Time for debate and arguing is over. Our time has officially come. For Hetopia. For the Dragon King. For the people of Kogankell who are being manipulated by Camus' lies and treachery. We must defeat him." Cali would say somberly, a firm look in her eyes as she glanced to each in turn. "We are behind you, Calista. Drake." Isaiah would say with a firm nod, her parents nodding as well. "Yes Princess, all of Hetopia is behind you." The generals would say with nods. "We'll go ready the troops." The generals would say as they stood, hurrying from the room.