#a thread!

If anyone wants to contribute, make a t-word mood board based on YOUR OWN t-word aesthetic, and attach it to a reblog!!!

Would LOVE to see all of yours’!!! Here’s mine 😁😇🙈

Nanamo’s hand hovered over the paper, her quill daring her to make so much as one stroke on the pristine surface.

How was she to explain to Teledji Adeledji all that had occurred, and lessen the damage that was certain to follow?

It was all for the sake of her people; all for the best. Surely he would understand this. And still, she hesitated in informing him.

She would not, at least in this way, if she was already convinced of his response.

So after several weeks since his last letter arrived, she at last sent a response to Teledji, a letter which read thus:

If all is safe, the lady Lilira shall be arranging a night’s stay in the Carline Canopy in three suns. Her escort shall be in another room in the evening. This shall be your entry allowance into her accommodation - simply pass it through the door and I will see to it that she allows you inside. There is much she would speak of.

Yours truly,

>But now he can barely stand it. He's not really to see anyone, or have anyone see him. He can barely stand looking at himself with all the scars on his face alone from the goggles.

>So he just kinda hides out in his room in a little pile of blankets and sweaters, trying to convince himself that this isn't so bad, and that he could go out there and face the crowd.

"I doubt that anyone who has sat on the throne has been the monarch this realm deserves. But you will be queen nonetheless, so why worry?"