The Nexial energies warped and twisted to the point that even Bristle Crios's wards were no match for her arrival. The long red dressed Queen of destruction snapped into reality before Eternal House, her eyes narrowed, though her smile slight as memories poured into her mind of times long since past; happy moments of her life that she recalled under the name Rosa, to which....well. They lied about. Most of them, anyway. A hand lifted to push aside hair from her crimson, azure flecked gaze, before she disappeared again. This time, however, she appeared before the door to Eternal House and beyond it she could smell her target. She lifted a hand, and knocked gently.
Fiona was moving around Eternal House in her usual white long cotton gown. Turning to head towards her office, she instead heard a knock at the door. She though it was somewhat unusual. The residents of the coven were welcome to come and go to any of the houses as they pleased, and they usually did. Not knowing what to expect, she went to the door and slowly opened it.
As the door opened, she took a step back. She tried her best to look calm, but instead, she looked aside with a smile. The last time they spoke alone was when they were before Eternal House. The last time they had interacted was when she was nothing more than a lost child in the grand scheme of The Betrayer's legacy....now she owned it all; followed her path right into damnation and she left Bristle Crios behind....for what? "Hello, Fiona."
"Renna?" Fiona gasped softly, staring at the woman a moment, not believing that she could possibly be here. Here. Here was the perfect place for her to be. On both sides of the door were still the same roses she planted in the large clay pots she bought what seemed like too long ago. Fiona had tried to maintain them as best she could, but she knew her skilled paled in comparison to a master's.
Feeling silly after she spoke only her name, Fiona added softly, "Renna, please, come in." She took a step into the door, holding it open for her. Fiona didn't mind if she only wanted to stand in the entryway, or if she would walk with her to the nearby sitting room to chat, but she hoped she would come inside. To her, Renna belonged inside, belonged there, and would always be welcomed there. Her smile probably revealed that sentiment.
She smiled gently to Fiona. "Thank you."
Fiona was moving around Eternal House in her usual white long cotton gown. Turning to head towards her office, she instead heard a knock at the door. She though it was somewhat unusual. The residents of the coven were welcome to come and go to any of the houses as they pleased, and they usually did. Not knowing what to expect, she went to the door and slowly opened it.
As the door opened, she took a step back. She tried her best to look calm, but instead, she looked aside with a smile. The last time they spoke alone was when they were before Eternal House. The last time they had interacted was when she was nothing more than a lost child in the grand scheme of The Betrayer's legacy....now she owned it all; followed her path right into damnation and she left Bristle Crios behind....for what? "Hello, Fiona."
"Renna?" Fiona gasped softly, staring at the woman a moment, not believing that she could possibly be here. Here. Here was the perfect place for her to be. On both sides of the door were still the same roses she planted in the large clay pots she bought what seemed like too long ago. Fiona had tried to maintain them as best she could, but she knew her skilled paled in comparison to a master's.
Feeling silly after she spoke only her name, Fiona added softly, "Renna, please, come in." She took a step into the door, holding it open for her. Fiona didn't mind if she only wanted to stand in the entryway, or if she would walk with her to the nearby sitting room to chat, but she hoped she would come inside. To her, Renna belonged inside, belonged there, and would always be welcomed there. Her smile probably revealed that sentiment.
She smiled gently to Fiona. "Thank you."