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07-04-2014, 12:56 AM
 "Afraid of what?" The Philosopher pushed when the Queen admitted that she was afraid. No sooner had her question been spoken Kahlua was speaking again. She was afraid that the herd wouldn't love her because she killed a snake that had been trying to attack her? "Have you not seen the way your herd looks at you?" She asked. "They adore you. Do you really take their affection and loyalty so lightly that you'd think they would hate you for defending yourself?" She was incredulous, unbelieving of how naive the queen could be. "I think your herd loves you enough to understand that what happened was in defense of not only yourself but them. They would be lying if they said they would not have done the same thing. I also don't think its the herd hating you that you need to worry about, but you hating yourself when there is no need to." Her voice had lost the edge it had taken on moments before and had become soft once more. Scolding the queen would get her nowhere, she knew, but sometimes she couldn't help it. For whatever reason she wanted Kahlua to grow strong and comfortable in her position as a leader. Being hard on her and demanding of her was one way of making that happen, she felt.
Kahlua's next question made Evangeline snort and roll her eyes. "Why do you need to repay her?" She asked. "To put Aurelia at peace or to put you at peace?" The orange mare already thought she knew the answer to that question. She wanted to repay Aurelia so the foolish young girl wouldn't hate her because Kahlua seemed to want to be loved by everyone. It was impossible to be loved by everyone. No matter how nice you were, or how giving you were it always came back to bite you in the ass, whether it was family that did it or a stranger. It was a harsh reality that the naive queen would eventually have to accept. "I think that if anyone needs to make amends or repent it is Aurelia." Evangeline said. "She instigated and it is her fault that the snake is dead. She made her bed and now she has to lie in it, but you do not have to lie with her. Queens do not lie with dogs." "." autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower |
