Attia had been staying out of the chat to focus on staying alive. Perhaps it was unreasonable of her, but she felt a bit put off by the conversation entirely. As her hymns rang out over the battlefield, healing who she could, her eye twitched on occasion.
She winced as a blade cut her cheek, hymnal flames healing it immediately. She clicked her tongue, if she'd had her way she would have simply annihilated whatever threatened the sanctity of this realm. The life of some rampaging bitch seemed so inconsequential. That said, there were good points raised about her potential usefulness in the future. The politics nonwithstanding of course. Her lips thinned.
Although it was spun in a noble way, the meaning of her words was clear, 'it doesn't matter what your decision is, it is about how you spin it afterwards'. If he wanted to choose to use this being for the betterment of the kingdom, as a weapon, tool, or even a hostage. If he chose mercy, then make his mercy inspiring for the landers and the chosen. If his decision is to mete out punishment, let it be one that sates the bloodlust and anguish of the landers. Now that she gave it more thought, she'd do a mix of both, let the wretch live but parade her through the domain in a Triumph march then use her until there's nothing left.
She renewed her hymn and continued her healing, holding back the bitter expressions he wanted to make. Though she kept up her serene facade, inside her rage was building to new heights.
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"Hoho, what a leisurely time we must be having. I did not know we had such titans on our side that we could wax philosophic in a battle for the heart of this paradise we call home. If you have breath for debate, you have breath to encourage your allies. This arguing does us few favors."
She winced as a blade cut her cheek, hymnal flames healing it immediately. She clicked her tongue, if she'd had her way she would have simply annihilated whatever threatened the sanctity of this realm. The life of some rampaging bitch seemed so inconsequential. That said, there were good points raised about her potential usefulness in the future. The politics nonwithstanding of course. Her lips thinned.
"Your majesty, whatever your decision, though we are small, the stewards will spread word with the landers that it was the righteous one. I am certain that justice will make itself known in the end, one way or the other."
Although it was spun in a noble way, the meaning of her words was clear, 'it doesn't matter what your decision is, it is about how you spin it afterwards'. If he wanted to choose to use this being for the betterment of the kingdom, as a weapon, tool, or even a hostage. If he chose mercy, then make his mercy inspiring for the landers and the chosen. If his decision is to mete out punishment, let it be one that sates the bloodlust and anguish of the landers. Now that she gave it more thought, she'd do a mix of both, let the wretch live but parade her through the domain in a Triumph march then use her until there's nothing left.
She renewed her hymn and continued her healing, holding back the bitter expressions he wanted to make. Though she kept up her serene facade, inside her rage was building to new heights.
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