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Amnesia [Suki & Summer]

I was gonna say it's probably going to take him a while to adapt haha

Amnesia [Suki & Summer]

Iris felt the smile on her face as she spoke to Cas on the phone, hearing his voice on the other end and just knowing he was fine. Well, as fine as he could be considering everything that had happened but just knowing his was alive and well physically was a comfort to her when she had feared for his death weeks ago. “Good, because I’m not about to address you with titles. Cas sounds better to me anyway.” Chuckling softly to herself as she pulled her knees to her chest on the sofa she was lazing on, her fingers idly tracing the plush soft blanket that was draped around her.

“I doubt I’d ever even called you Caspian if I’m honest. It feels so formal.” Rambling on slightly as she knew just idle chat was preferable to tackling whatever demons they currently faced. “Maybe if you’ve annoyed me.” Teasing softly as she continued to trace her fingers over the blanket as she spoke just happy to hear his voice.

“I’m…” Iris felt herself hesitate for a moment, she had a roof over her head and food and important amenities that she could need. Physically she was okay, apart from the nightmares keeping her awake and maybe she could tell him that, but again she didn’t want him to worry about her. Though if she didn’t tell him he would worry about her keeping secrets from him, it wasn’t good either way so for once she decided to be a little honest with him. “I’m alright… mostly. Just tired, it’s hard to sleep at the moment, but I’ll be okay.”

Iris knew it was selfish for him to come to the hotel and see her, she knew he had more important things to worry about and if she could give him the peace of not having to worry about her then she would do as such. “I’d rather know how you are; everything must be going so fast for you.” Changing the subject back to him because she wanted to know how he was fairing, losing a father was bad enough but to then inherit a Country straight away that was an awful amount of pressure. It was a cruel twist of fate that they had both ended up orphans.

“Of course, I watched the ceremony, I’ve never seen such an event before. You must have been so nervous. I was cheering you on from here though and I know you will hold those words you spoke dearly. As I always tell you, you will be a great King.” Iris spoke softly down the phone just keeping positive about it all because she knew neither of them were ready to talk about the more serious issues they were facing, it was hard when they couldn’t be there to comfort one another so if they didn’t talk about it hopefully it meant neither was too troubled, but in reality, that was not the case and she knew he faced demons as much as she did. Difference was she didn’t have the eyes of a Country looking to her waiting to see if she would fail.

“I ordered some tomato soup.” Adding on the fact she had ordered food knowing he wanted to hear about it rather than skirting the subject of course, not after their last conversation when she hadn’t even done that. “I know you’re thinking how bland of me… but well.” Chuckling slightly as she glanced towards the tray of untouched food that he didn’t need to know about. “I’m sure you had something much better than me this evening, though right? An event like that, what did you have?”

The Arrangement [Suki & Kassarock]

Oh definitely! I can’t wait for the day I finally get to find out about his past though.

The Arrangement [Suki & Kassarock]

Elise continued to ride on the white mare and for some strange reason she felt a slither of relief after having told her tale, not once had she voiced it to anyone before partly because her father had forbidden it and in truth, she never wanted to relive that moment again. Now, she felt an odd sensation almost like it had been freeing even with having told Ozragad of all people. This hidden secret of her past. If her father knew she had told their enemy of all people he would go mental, probably as he would assume it exposed a weakness that he could take advantage of. Is he my enemy though? Even with the peace treaty she knew how her father thought, and she wouldn’t be surprised for one moment if he was already finding loopholes to bring this country down. Brutal honesty also told her that it didn’t matter if she was his wife or not, she would go down with the Kingdom alongside him.

It’s a start between us, I guess. I don’t know what possessed me to tell him. I’ve never…

Frowning to herself as her eyes focused on her wrist, the fabric hiding the scar that she knew was there beneath it. “I’ve never told anyone about it, and I’m sure you can understand why it’s not been broadcasted before. I just ask you respect that and keep it to yourself.” Her voice was soft, no hint of her usual stubborn self as she had shared something quite intimate and even though she was to marry this man he will still a stranger to her.

I don’t need anyone’s pity on the past.

Nodding along as she listened to him talk about the wounds he had received on the battlefield, how the adrenaline fuelled him she couldn’t help but wonder if anything did scare him. Had there ever been a moment in his life he truly feared for something?

I can’t ask something like that.

It was only then did her eyes widen slightly as he admitted to know of the same feeling she had experienced, life slipping away without having any sort of power to stop it. Whether directly or not she couldn’t quite tell as he didn’t go into it, maybe he would another day as after all this wasn’t the conversation, she had expected to have with him. Elise had just expected to exchange small pleasantries, wait for the Hunt to be over and return back to her room as if it was any other day here. No in depth talks or getting to know one another like it had turned out to be.

The silence was almost deafening as she glanced to the sky to see the hawks crying over them and she took the chance to look at the lands before her. They were beautiful in its own sense and she found herself comparing it to Eorzia and what her home was like, but she had to remind herself that it was no longer her home. Not when her life was to be here now. They still had meadow grass here and although when she had first approached the city it was in some sort of cave it still had some green land. Not much from what she had seen so far, but enough for wildlife to live inside. That is probably why lands were a big part of the deal.

Meeting his gaze as she looked back towards him a wave of confusion crossed her face, why was he sorry? It wasn’t like he had specifically ordered the rebels to do such a thing, and then there was her father who hadn’t done anything to help her at that age which to her was just as bad. None the less, the apology from him had stirred an emotion inside and she wasn’t sure what it was exactly. “No… I.” Hesitating for a moment as she glanced away her fingers gripping the reigns of her horse painfully tight, “It means more than you realise, to offer sincere words like you have. Thank you.”

As Elise spoke her chest tightened as she tried to process what she was feeling in the valley, rather than make an effort to figure it out she put whatever it was down to not feeling one hundred percent and that it was having an effect on her rationale side. At a loss for anymore words she offered Ozragad a warm smile before he raced down to the encampment, keeping the horse at her own steady pace she continued on just watching his retreating figure finding that she wanted to know more about him.

Amnesia [Suki & Summer]

It's strange to think Cas is now King haha. Poor guy, now has a lot on his shoulders bless him.

Amnesia [Suki & Summer]

Mulling over the conversation she had just had with her best friend Iris felt relieved with her choice, but she knew it would also be difficult. After all they had been through together was she really just about to up and leave him? Is that the kind of thank you she was willing to give him and his friends that had stuck their necks out for her breaking her out of prison and narrowly avoiding her death sentence. Iris found herself glancing towards the hotel room door, she was free to leave whenever it wasn’t like she was locked inside, but yet she didn’t have the courage to even dare leaving the safety of this bedroom.

It's not too far from the district borders though? Cas said it was quite far out enough that we could slip away past the borders.

Shaking her head, she knew just leaving now would be the worst decision, her thoughts had been right earlier in that the best chance for her would be to talk to Jacob. There was bound to be a chance in the future, it may take a few days or weeks before Cas even dared to visit or come get her, but she knew he trusted Jacob. On top of that she knew Jacob was somewhat close to the new King, he would look out for what was best for Cas regardless on feelings involved. Cas wouldn’t directly order him to not take her back to the districts, right? So perhaps she could sway the guard and keep it quiet from Cas. It was for his benefit after all, and she could deal with the drama back home even if she was wary about having to see Ethan again.

I’m such a terrible liar, I’ll just have to deflect better. Musing over the idea of that as she began to pace through the hotel room already restless and she knew it wasn’t even the worst of it yet. To distract herself she went and grabbed one of the menus from the kitchen and began to glance through figuring it was best to try and make an effort to look interested in the food. Eating had become somewhat of a bad habit, any sort of stress or emotional turmoil and she found herself not really wanting to eat. Even when she had been at his friends house it had been the same, but she tried when there were others around and she wondered if it was just because it was easier than having to face it because denial was much easier to live with.

With time passing painfully slow Iris had at least ordered some food, opting for the simple tomato soup but the tray was left in the kitchen untouched as she had settled on the sofa curling up under one of the blankets whilst waiting for the minute, she could call him. It had been a step in the right direction at least and she had opted to watch a movie on the TV finding the mindless action movie a good mind-numbing thing to watch. It had soon reached ten and the moment it had she reached for the phone punching in his number she had learnt off by heart waiting for it to connect, a sense of excitement and nerves bubbling away as she waited to finally talk to him again.

“Hey Cas… or should I now say your majesty?” Starting off with a joke, but even with her voice light and playful she felt the weight behind her words. He was now a King, too good for her who had come from the districts not even to mention daughter of the rebellion who had come to assassinate him at first.

How can I truly say I love him when I started this? When I had nearly got him killed.

The Arrangement [Suki & Kassarock]

Oh yes! I thought that would be quite fun to add, Ravus isn’t the very peaceful type haha and he sure as hell doesn’t like anyone having the ability to challenge his right to the throne.

I am super excited to see where it all goes!

The Arrangement [Suki & Kassarock]

I did actually consider that! but when I was fleshing out her past I thought it would be predictable so I worked on something else instead xD

It also adds another layer about her relationship with her father and how its not as simple as it seems which will be fun to explore. I'm excited to see his response and how they bond a little in the Hunt :3

The Arrangement [Suki & Kassarock]

Yeees I'm excited to see more of them! I'm also going to get to play around with my ladies more which will be fun as they've been in the background.

I also hope you enjoy the truth behind her scar. I didn't expect to have it revealed so soon but it felt fitting.

The Arrangement [Suki & Kassarock]

Was it wise to tell him my fears? Though Elise doubted he was so willing to have her dead, there had been a moment when he could have done it and drained the life from her when he had his hands around her throat, but yet he had stopped. It’s just because he needs the lands I provide. For his people to survive, nothing more. But yet it had felt right to tell him the truth of what was on her mind, there was only so much she could hide and considering it was starting to now show physically it was becoming more difficult to conceal it.

As the silence fell between them, she couldn’t help but wonder what her future really had in store here, was she forever going to be counting each day she lived waiting for the moment of her own demise. Perhaps I was a fool to offer him that branch, a stem of truth for one of his own. Keeping her eyes in front of her as they rode on, until she finally heard his reply letting her in on his own thoughts. “I think it comes hand in hand with being a King, not knowing who you can really trust.”

Frowning for a moment as he continued on about how it was not the first time someone had tried to kill him, she wasn’t really surprised it was natural for Royals to have high bounties on their heads to the power hungry or rebellious people, but it didn’t make it any easier about hearing it. “That’s awfully sad, to know you get used to something like that in time, having a target on your back. Enduring it, surviving it. Even as a child. I’m not really surprised, it’s only natural things like this happen and it was something I was taught as a child.”

Shaking her head slightly as she tried to remove the rather dark thoughts from her mind, that her life would always be surrounded by those she could not trust and those that would want to see her dead. Turning her gaze to the party that surrounded them as she used the silence again between them to see what the others were doing, Treville and his own men weren’t too far from her just watching out and not engaging in any conversations with any of the Formori. There were her ladies who looked to be in deep discussion with themselves and it didn’t look to be important, but she caught their smiles and laughter between one another, and she felt a pang in her heart missing that kind of feeling. To be able to laugh and joke with someone she could consider a friend, the closest she had achieved to that so far was Lady Cheldarine, but again was that a woman she could trust?

Hearing his next question, her body stiffened as she gripped the reigns harder, a question she had never expected from him nor did she expect to have the need to ever answer such a thing. Subconsciously without even realising her fingers brushed against the fabric on her right wrist, a scar that was and had always been perfectly hidden by her dresses. Meeting his golden gaze with her own bright blue eyes she kept the silence between them for a few more moments before she finally opened her mouth to speak, “This is… the second time.”

What harm can he do with my past?

“That’s not to say I haven’t seen plenty of death, there is more than I can count on that front, but personally. This is the second time I have feared for my own life.” As much as she knew the death of her younger brother had affected her it was clear she was not the target, Athos had been and a part of her even suspected her own brother had hired the assassin just to secure his line to the throne. Sighing to herself as her eyes were downcast now having finally made up her mind to tell him a story of her past, one that went hand in hand with her nightmares of her younger brother. After all getting to know each other would make things easier for them and maybe one day she’d feel like she could trust him.

“I was only thirteen at the time, and I guess it was partly my own fault for wandering off too far from my escort, but it proved to be the perfect opportunity for these rebels to steal me away and demand a handsome ransom to the King… except the ransom was too high a price that my father was willing to pay and tradition in Eorzia always meant I’d never inherit the throne, so I was somewhat expendable. Especially when he had two healthy sons.” Trailing off for a moment as she knew he would catch her drift without needing to delve too much into the nitty gritty of the story.

“After a day or so they learned I would not fetch them the coin they desired the only option they felt they had left was to try and kill me and run from the evidence.” Narrowing her eyes as she tried not to recall the memory knowing it was yet something else she had chosen to burry deep in her mind, to not feel that fear she had when she was a child but with it being a part of her nightmares it was hard to forget. “Perhaps they had a sense of guilt or did not want to watch me die because of my age but they opted to slit my wrist and let me bleed out. I might have been dead in minutes if they had cut the right place, and maybe it was luck, because they had missed it by an inch.”

This time her gaze sought out Treville, her eyes falling on him for a moment before she turned back to face Ozragad finishing her little tale. “Treville was quite young back then, but it was how he was promoted quickly within our ranks as he had found me hours later abandoned by the rebels. I had lost a fair amount of blood by that point, not enough to kill me. But enough for me to fear I'd die.” It had been more than enough to scare her though, especially at her age having to go through an ordeal like that and her father had clearly felt some guilt from it after because he had practically given her everything she wanted.

“Have you ever felt that before? Life slipping away from you without having the power to stop it yourself?” She found herself looking back at him intently, feeling slightly vulnerable for sharing something of her past that not many knew about her bar the Royal Family.