My lids opened, and my brother emerged. His legs carried him from the darkness and shadows. The sound of muffled steps caught my attention first. I glanced in his direction. There was the Czar, in all his glory-- the sun licking his back and grandiose appendages at his sides. My golden ears swivel forward as I acknowledge the presence of the King. A gentle smile caresses his lips, pulling them upwards into a pleasing curve as his voice exits his ink-colored lips. He greets me in his usual fashion. "Well met, dear sister." the chords of his voice had an ever growing familiarity. I'd spoken quite often with the stallion (at least I figured I did), though in reality, there must have been many he spoke to on a regular basis. I was part of his court, this meant there was a certain demand that we spoke often. The words of a god should be known by many, not just one. This was and is the very reason I speak to many of my rank and conversation with the patron of the Hidden Falls. "Same to you, brother." I offered in return, caramel orbs lingering on him for a moment longer as I attempted to decipher what the Czar desired by being here and what he was feeling. Unfortunately, the king is not as offering of emotions as I would've enjoyed. He offers nothing besides his initial smile. Does something trouble my King?

The Golden asks if I mind his presence. I rock my head left and right, answering no. "I would be glad if you would pray with, or near, me." I state. My voice is thick with an accent unlike any other Helovians. It's unique to me, a distinctive feature I take pride in. I never knew if those around me could actually understand my voice or not, but I assumed they could, as they usually responded correctly. I rarely spoke my language, I hadn't found anyone that could speak it, but once I could find a brethren that knew my tongue it would be used more often. My gaze leaves Midas' features, and scans the surrounding areas. I wondered if the God of these lands would descend today, making himself known once more to the King and I. It had been an entire season since my last visit, and I figured that nothing new had happened, but perhaps the god would think I've been slacking on the job.

Midas' voice lulls me from my thoughts and worries. I look at him once more, searching for his eyes. He states the fact that there has been much trouble in Helovia, and I can not agree more wholeheartedly. "Indeed, there has. I can say though, I am quite glad, for I believe we've all been searching for an end to the reign of darkness. The more horses helping, the more chance of an end to this." I answer. Quite happy with my answer, one of my ears twist backwards, awaiting a response from the king, sultan, czar. Though he does not completely answer me, he responds. He asks if there is any new news. I think of everything has happened, from the first body to becoming a group known as the Devil's Harem (how did I get myself into that? No idea), to this last body. "I have formed a group. We're a rag-tag bunch, but we are still trying to end the murders. What is the most revolting? This last murder was a child, a filly. She had not even gotten the chance to live. She probably hadn't been graced with the chance of love, or maybe she hadn't even gotten promoted to a rank she's desired to hold her whole life. Though she had grown in beauty to her current age, she can never grow past her current size. It makes me quite angry." My ears flop backwards, flattening against my neck. The image of the dead body floated around in my head. I wanted this to stop. These murders, they have become far too outrageous. I sought desperately to end it all, but I also was tied here, tied to home. While everyone was out hunting for a murderer, there homes have been left unguarded, unprotected. This is why I have taken it upon myself to begin training. It would be a challenge to grow into a soldier that would actually make a difference, but I had to try. And try is what I'll do.

Now is when I wondered where my god was. I wouldn't implore him for the answers I doubt anyone has, but there where some things I wanted to know. Will the past repeat itself? Have we in some way caused this darkness? There where many questions, but far too little answers.