That I could say goodnight until it be marrow

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Ai laik natblida kom Azgeda! Ai laik gona, ste komba Heda raun gon Kongeda! Yu serve ai o yu wamplei! Yu sonraun laik ai sonraun!

Ontari

Ontari was in a mood. This was fairly normal for her these days as she felt the whole point of her had been Nia's plan and now that was slipping more and more away! She had been raised expecting to be Heda and now she was here! With no point to anything! She knocked over a cup as she passed it, sending it flying a few feet over to the fire. She had trained and trained her whole life to be Heda! Now Lexa was forgiving the Skykru for killing 300 and she was forced to just sit here!

If she was Heda they would all pay! She'd ride her army over them and make sure they knew that she was not going to sit back and allow this to stand! THAT THESE WERE HER LANDS! How dare they think they owned them! Moving toward the fire she stood there for a moment, angerly staring into the flames while thinking of the way everything had come apart. Lexa had killed Nia. Ontari wanted to return the favor.

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A new position was hard to get used to. Even though he was brought up as heir of Azgeda, he never really dared to imagine he would be king. He always imagined falling in battle or being banished forever. Now he was reinstated and returned to his people and at the same time he became king. There was so much to manage and yet he always found time to look for Ontari. She was the one trained to actually become a leader. One day she would even lead him. He would answer to her, but until then, he wanted to have them on equal footing, hoping she would return the favor. He found her in front of the fire, with a stare powerful enough to potentially make the fire freeze over.

“You know the fire didn’t elect Lexa.” Roan pointed out. He could imagine where the underlying anger came from. It all came down to Lexa and what she had done to Ontari, to her people, to the family she was raised around. Roan tenderly moved a strand of her hair out of her face. He had his open, was wrapped in a robe against the cold settling in the halls. “Your time will come, Ontari. Have patience.” Roans plans differed from those of his mother, he knew that very well. His concern lay mostly in his kingdom, to secure it first, but he understood her frustration. His mother had promised her the world and still failed to deliver. And now she was dead. “She is losing footing in the coalition. One by one.” And they knew it. “By accepting the slaughter of her own army… well she weakened herself.” That was not even half accurate. She basically destroyed her claim to be a leader. “The clans won’t stand for it. This problem will solve itself, Ontari. Save your strength. We have to secure Azgedas position first, meanwhile Lexas own actions will pave the way to your throne, heda.”

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