Public Coronation Ball | Eternal Empire & Anyone

[Ingrid L'lerim]

Lady Ingrid L’lerim Ragal Terassi Vandiir
Eternal Empress of the Eternal Empire, Lord Commander of the Wardens of the Shroud
The Red Witch, The Night Queen, Lady Stuztala, Head of the House L’lerim, CEO of the HPI Consortium, Archon of the Primyn Group​

Location: Imperial Palace, Zakuul city, Zakuul
Attire: Hersir Imperial Uniform || Shield talisman | Empyrean gland || Mood
Tag(s): Djorn Bline (planned)

"You don’t have to worry about your brother’s legacy, it’s in good hands."

She said goodbye. As the door closed after the man, Ingrid walked back to the wall and leaned against it. Now she didn't sit on the floor, just leaned against the wall. The stiff features disappeared from her face, looked out at the city and the fireworks sadly again. The two Wardens were still out the door and guarding.

~ You can leave! ~ message them telepathically.

Didn't expect or receive an answer, but she felt the two Wardens leave as well. Now, however, she was watching the area through the Force, not wanting to be surprised once again as it had before. Really wanted to be left alone, it was so rare that she did that, she really deserved it. Remembered how much she had planned this day, how much she wanted to, she just wanted to be happy.

But wasn't given that much in life. True with Tubrok, she was happy, perfectly, she thought her life couldn’t be fuller, which the shadow-masked stranger eventually walked into on the Lanteeb. None of them planned this to love each other, they were just lovers, but life wanted something different. Then realized that with Adrian and Tubrok she had a full life, with the two of them, not just one, and that was over. Only the gaping emptiness remained, nothing else. Looked at the fireworks again, which were still as lively as before.

"Adrian!" Whispered again as tears streamed down her face.

 

[Dasmi Lindervale]

"A pleasure, yes." He replied to Vyn Daldoure before quieting the swell of emotions further, noting the look the man gave him before looking around the room. A trapped, or at least cornered motion that he had seen among some of the clones when their gene cycle had come to the end of it's stable use. He cleared his throat as he watched Bella blush, an amused look being quickly replaced as he spoke.

There was a tell tale smile to Bella and BB-610 , genuine at having seen the two work together and make friends with one another. Opening his mouth, he stopped short with the call of his name and turned to the man he had been informed would have been commanding Byss originally. Circumstances had changed, and Dimitri had taken control with what he had available.

"Lord Evore, a pleasure to see you this evening." The question that followed however made the previous mood flee with haste. The blank calm of nothing seeping in once more as he noticed movement out of the corner of his eyes by Willow & Ivy with a few steps back at the appearance of Tristan Evore joining them.

His drink swished in his glass softly.

"Too many, Lord Evore. The enemy was sufficiently dug in with orbital platforms and several fleets, some appearing on my long range scans after I had already reached my holding position. They also had ambushes waiting for our appearance." He answered quietly, a ponderous answer that left little to the imagination.