Cira
Best Onion
A grateful smile would linger in turn at [member="Tegaea Alcori"]. “The Glorious Omega Empire?” she’d echo, ambling back towards where the pitcher of water sat. The sound of water would resonate as she poured herself another glass.
“Well that would certainly be the talk of Holonet,” the corner of her mouth would perk. At the following question, she would shake her head lightly. Weariness would line her face, and it was clear she was tired.
Nonetheless, she kept the smile. “How are things going on with Siobhan?” she’d ask as they awaited Her Majesty’s personal guards.
“And tell me more about the Queen.”
“Well that would certainly be the talk of Holonet,” the corner of her mouth would perk. At the following question, she would shake her head lightly. Weariness would line her face, and it was clear she was tired.
Nonetheless, she kept the smile. “How are things going on with Siobhan?” she’d ask as they awaited Her Majesty’s personal guards.
“And tell me more about the Queen.”