Discovering her Family

Primora walked slowly into the throne room. She was dressed in a simple gown that ended just below her knees, appropriate for a meeting with the Queen. Anybody could notice her discomfort, talking to the queen about a personal matter that in truth she may know nothing about. Primora didn't know enough of Obsidian to feel comfortable just yet.
As she came in sight to everyone else in the room, Primora spoke softly to one of the men, who obviously was a guard. "I'm here to see the Queen." Primora's voice was soft indeed, but it showed no sign of fear either.

Primora watched as the Queen entered. Smiling back at her, she spoke. "Maybe you can help me. Maybe not. See, I traveled here out of the last wishes of the woman who I thought was my mother. She told me, after 18 years, that I wasn't her true child. She said I was born here and my real family was unknown. I was born January 1st."
Primora blinked as the Queen stared into her eyes. "I do not think you know me. My name is Primora Iyana Jinx. I'm not really sure of your name my Queen..." Pri smiled slightly at her embarrassment. She didn't even know the Queen's name. The only reason Pri knew her own name was because the blanket she had been wrapped in as a baby had her name sewn into it.

Alenos pushes himself away from the wall with a predatory walk, circling the girl as blood drip's slowly from his armour to leave a pool on the floor. Stepping forward Alenos cup's the girl's chin and raises it up, taking a deep sniff from the skin of her neck, and a soft lick of the skin in the crook of it. Looking at Chaos as he releases her chin and turn's away he nod's softly and moves to stand behing her. Something radiating from him, anticipation..fear..thirst.

Locked deep behind his hazel eye's for now as he turn's to becon a serving maid for a goblet of warm blood.

Primora raised an eyebrow at Alenos; what was that all about? She then looked at Chaos and shrugged. "Honestly, I don't know how we share the same name. Who knows, maybe I was wrapped in someone else's blanket but I highly doubt that."
Primora looked at the Queen intently. She looked deep in thought. "I'm sorry to interrupt your thoughts my Queen but... do you know who I am?" Primora looked a tad bit hopeful. If the queen knew who her family was, she wouldn't have to spend the rest of her life alone and looking for them.

Primora blinked. "I'm your what...? She stared at the queen her eyes filling with tears. Chaos had said 'Goddess rest their souls.' So her birth parents were dead, her adoptive parents were dead... too much death for her to handle. Usually Primora could stay strong through times like this; but this wasn't usually. Everything was rushing into her mind like a raging storm.
She closed her eyes trying to compose herself. She managed to smile weakly at the Queen. "Well at least I have someone. Does this make me a princess?" Primora was trying to lighten the mood.

Alenos await's the girl's story to unfold as he await's Chaos reaction. "Prove it girl.." He growl's from his place by the wall, the maid reappearing with an empty goblet and a seductive smile on her face, as she hand's it to him and openly and brazenly open's his wrist deeply to fill thr goblet for him as he cast's a vaguely amused and flirtatious smile in her direction.

Alenos awaited Chaos's signal..if she was lying he would make her scream untill she begged him for death, or became a mewling wreck and a shell of a human being she had been. The look Alenos cast in the girl's direction read all this in a heartbeat, had his heart still beat. taking a deep draught from the freshly open wrist of the lady in waiting, he hold's his goblet to it to await for it to be refilled again.

Primora only glanced at Alenos, and when she did she saw the look that was directed at her. She tried not to laugh; was that supposed to be threatening? Pri had been through a lot in her life and looks, like the one Alenos was giving her, only made her laugh now.
She then smiled at Chaos. Her sister... Pri didn't even know her yet but she already felt attached. "So this is home.." she said quietly, still smiling.

Alenos growled at the soft laugh that slipped through Primora's lip's, and his previous look turned to one of dark and strikingly powerful anger. His tone was like a executioner's blade cutting through the air as he spoke over Chaos, the power behind his word's and now intense stare unmistakable. "Do you even know who i am girl..gone as you claim to have been..?" Alenos ask's as the blood from the now crushed goblet seep's over his entirely closed fist and onto the floor beneath it. The lady in waiting retreat's with her wrist's and neck exposed in the ultimate gesture of submission as his anger strides to the forth.

"I was Alenos in life..and the Red Duke of Obsidian in death..If you choose to laugh at me..you'd do wise to remeber, I've slain countless thousand's and bathed in their blood mere moment's before dawn..a strip of a girl like yourself is nothing to me!..Mark these word's..Play Chaos false and you and I shall meet again, and you shall sing for me..and my sword shall sing a duet with you..and it's song shall reach the heaven's as the light slip's from your eye's..." Alenos true anger had risen to the surface, and the girl had tried his patience. Never had someone of little consequence to him..Laughed..at him.

His anger was an awesome sight to behold as he let the Goblet slip from his grasp, and rebound from the floor with a metallic clink, breaking the spell of silence. "I took life easily in life girl..In death..it becomes a pleasure.." He whisper's softly, seemingly for Primora alone now, as he strides past her with the presence of death himself.

Primora merely shrugged at Alenos's words. After everything she had been through, death would be nothing less of a pleasure. Her eyes held no fear from his statement.
She looked at Chaos then, smiling she took her hand. She was glad that Chaos didn't just throw her out. She felt a strong connection to Chaos already even though they had barely met. She never wanted to be parted from her again.
"Thank you; for everything, Chaos." She didn't know what else to say. The best she could do was say thanks, but oddly enough it seemed the perfect choice of words.

Alenos strode from the hall, drawing his sword as he neared the door and standing long enough to turn and look back at both Chaos and Primora. The Sword's wailing song filling the room and taking a meaning for each of them, the death cries of a loved one a lover's final goodbye..the song meaning different for each of them.

"One day..Princess...My blade will truely sing it's song for you.." Alenos spoke softly, before turning and walking from the hall.

Primora smiled and hugged her sister back. "You are just as beautiful Chaos," she said with a smile.
"Your guard doesn't like me much does he." Primora's words were more of a statement than a question. She shrugged, "It's okay if he doesn't, I don't really mind. But what did he mean when he said his blade will sing for me?" That had confused Pri a great deal.

As Chaos led Pri out into the hall, Pri's eyes widened. All of the paintings and tapestries were beautiful. "Wow... this place is truly amazing, Chaos."
Primora smiled at Chaos as she held her hand. Pri had a sister... she wasn't alone. Just like Laura had wished... she wasn't alone. Pri let a small sigh escape her lips. She missed Laura and Jason dearly, and now she would never get to know her real parents. But she had Chaos, and that seemed like enough.

She followed Chaos up the stairs and nodded to the guards they passed. "Well, that's nice. It's good to feel welcome in a new place."
Pri wondered which bedroom she would be staying in. She had just showed up, so surely there was no room already prepared for her. She hoped that staying here wouldn't be too much of a burden on the queen.