Nope. She's still out like a light. Imagine though - if she could read Mauja's thoughts? If she could know the way that he misguidedly viewed her? Just imagine how her little heart would burst with joy, if only she knew. Of course, she would use the information to her advantage. She isn't the sexual manipulator that her mother is, but still, young Raeden would know enough to play up Mauja's assumptions. It wouldn't be hard, in fact, all she'd really have to do is continue to be vague, only this time, it would be on purpose. To airily question the meaning of what it is to go home, as if some hidden and wise knowledge were the base of such a question. If she found herself unable to answer any of his inquiries or demands, she could simply remain silent - no, stoic - and act as though his meager mortal wants were simply below her.
Oh yes. But instead, she remains passed out on the grass - drool beginning to fall from her parted lips. Poor thing - she doesn't even know that Mauja has touched her. Twice even.
"Home is...that..way..." She mutters, lost in an unconscious fog, yet still her head tips towards the Foothills. Of course she doesn't know what she's saying - it is merely her subconscious acting on her behalf and answering Mauja's question...While technically it is correct, this is yet another case where if young Raeden knew more of her frosty Prince and the goingson of his mind, she might have answered differently. For if Mauja crossed the threshold and into the Foothills, he really would be purified. Mauja would be rid of whatever shadow was gripping Helovia, and Raeden would lose her prince.
As oxygen-enriched blood slowly cycles back up to her brain, her dewy eye lashes flutter, as consciousness begins to descend. "Hrrngg" She mumbles, as her eye lids fight to reveal her bluey-green gaze. The world is murky at first, covered in a haze as she mentally stumbles to try and regain a lucid mental state. "Prince-" She begins, closing her eye lids with a raw determination, to try and rid the sleep from her vision.
[It can end whenevaaaa :3]
You're gonna wish you had a storm warning; you're gonna wish you had a sign.
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