Redthorn Anvil

Exodus

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Sephiroth bit back a retort. He didn't come here to argue.
"Breakfast can wait awhile longer. I have come with the best interests of your people in mind, princess." He told her.
"I have come to replace you."
He felt that being direct with her was likely a better choice. Mostly because good decisions didn't seem to be her forte.
"Understand, I am not at all interested in your throne, but I feel that you are unfit for your duty to rule at this time. I believe that if I can step in your place, you can devote all of your attention to learning how best to rule your people."

Exodus

"I appreciate your faith in me, miss Windrider." Sephiroth nodded slowly. He turned to T'vor, who nodded back at him.
"Very well then." He turned and led the way back through the mass of tents to find the princess.
"Let me speak with her, General." He told his friend, then approached the tent.
"Princess, I would speak with you."

Exodus

Once more, Sephiroth grew silent for a while before speaking.
"Your heart is in the right place, soldier--But I think 'removing' the threat is not in the best interests of the people. We have but to change it--heal it. Set it right. I know not the words to tell you my meaning. For the time being, I believe the princess must be asked to step aside...for me to take her place, if necessary."
He thought for a moment.
"I do not know of many kings who ruled two kingdoms. Frankly--the prospect terrifies me. But I was always told that the best rulers are the ones who fear the throne. It means they will respect it, and be less inclined to abuse the power they are given. I am mature enough to admit that I have my faults, and I don't trust myself with this responsibility should it come to it. I cannot do it alone. There is one man I trust--you stand beside him this moment. But I cannot ask him to take on the whole weight of assisting me in this prospect." He turned his head slightly to view her out of the corner of his eye.
"Can I trust you?"

Exodus

T'vor nodded once. "Under the circumstances, I understand. Come. I know where he is." He led Azurael through the forest of tents, to the eastern side of the camp.
"He's in a bit of an unusual mood--though not, I would say, necessarily a bad one. Just unusual. I haven't seen him this contemplative in years--He's usually a quick thinker. Today, it seems, he has much on his mind. I'm not really sure what, though. I know him very well--which not many people can say about him. But he's a very private man. He rarely takes council with anyone. All this to say, choose your words carefully. I'd rather not burden him with yet more worry than he might be going through right now."
T'vor's concern for his friend was clearly evident in his speech--perhaps the first time since landing that he'd openly shown a strong emotion other than irritation.

Sephiroth was standing alone, gazing up at the morning sun, shielding his eyes with one hand. He was quiet for some time after the two of them had approached him, but he finally spoke.
"This is the first time I've seen a sun rise."

Exodus

As was his wont, T'vor had spent all morning--and was at present--walking among the campsite's extensive terrain, on a sort of self-assigned patrol, keeping any miscreant troublemakers at bay. He nodded to Azurael as she approached.
"Clearly you've come to me for a reason, so let's have it, then." He told her, stopping in his tracks.

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Exodus

"I have someone in mind, but it yet remains to be seen whether she is willing to assist. But I agree. Discussion can wait until morning." Sephiroth agreed, and with that, fell into a restless sleep on his bed.

Exodus

"So then what, should I then offer to take over her role as ruler of the Angels until she is ready? Would her people even agree to that?" Sephiroth asked. And even if he should, it would be a heavy load for him. Can a man rule two kingdoms?
He knew T'vor would tell him that he could do it, if anyone. He knew he probably could, but it would surely be difficult, especially if paired with trying to teach the princess how to rule. He would likely need help. Perhaps Azurael would be able to assist him. She was an Angel herself, after all, was she not? She would know her people better than anyone. And he knew T'vor would always stand by him.

It was possible. But he wanted Vulan's opinion. Besides, he wouldn't be able to do anything at all if the princess did not give him the authority to do so. And even if she did, there was no way to know what the Angels would think of it. He pinched the bridge of his nose with an exhausted sigh. So much stress over simple politics. It was aggravating. What should he do?

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Exodus

"Of course she's dangerous. What can be done, though? In all truth, she is my nemesis, Vulan. I cannot tell her how to be a High Angel. I cannot tell her how to be the very thing that I am not. I'm growing increasingly more and more concerned, but what can I do?" Sephiroth was at a loss, and frankly, he felt a little silly asking an infant dragon for advice, but at this point, he'd try just about anything. Vulan was right, she was clueless and could easily misuse her power because of it.