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I have heard you have awoken Queen Akasha. Shall you be staying within Rhoshamandes' castle?

An alien gaze turns upon Benedict. Frozen, bronze-dusted, the queen stands before him and even the fabric of her dress seems hard as stone. As if her condition was aching only to spread.

"What a curious thing you are. I must have passed you over when the Core raged within Me. Come closer, sweet child. You are of his brood, then. Yes, and greatly favored. What a sweet thing, how dreadfully sweet. And a cannibal. Come here. Look upon Me if you dare to speak. I have no need for My fledgling's hovel, My dearest. Another testament to his limited imagination. Not unlike you."

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rhoshamandes

@tismitros replied to your post “What's the worst relationship that ever happened...”:

"You have always been such an ingrate."

"... If you believe me ungrateful, you only have yourself to blame, Your Majesty."

tismitros

"I've heard enough of your whining and yelping to last me a millennium. What became of the warrior I so adored? You were strong once. Proud to serve. I should have cut you down before you grew so dreadfully rebellious."

rhoshamandes

“Do not mistake me for your foot soldiers. I am stronger than I have ever been. Your blood is a boon which, contrary to your beliefs, I do not take for granted.” His eyes narrow, darting elsewhere. “I was your loyal thrall, the carrier of your bidding in your wages of blood. Wanting for your approval, for the mere flicker of recognition in your cold, sordid gaze. And for that, no one has served you as well as I have, as viciously and as ruthlessly as you demanded, my Queen,” Rhoshamandes sneers, his gaze still far from her familiar figure. He could not bring himself to look at her—he knew the price he would have to pay if he dared. “It was my unrelenting defiance that afforded you a number of the victories you carry, lest you forget. You cannot resent me for it.”

tismitros

"I do not resent you for how you've received my Gift. I resent you for the pitiful things you have done with it. I made you in My image. I pulled you from the clay and mud of your forgettable home. You are this because I willed it so. And you honor your Queen by squandering your Blood among rabble and hiding in your den of stone. You could have been My General, My avenging angel, ruling over all these lesser creatures with the horrible hand of a god."

Though he dares not look upon her, Akasha's dark eyes are set on her fledgling with the force of an iron vice. "You debase yourself and shame us both. Why do you so stubbornly insist upon your dismal little freedoms when I should offer you the beating heart of the World?"

rhoshamandes

“You slumbered through more than three millennia! Did you expect me to take over your legacy? To continue your reign of conquest and terror? I do not possess the Core, not yet, despite my attempts to retrieve it. And, as a matter of fact, neither do you.” The scoff that leaves his lips is quiet, and now his gaze inevitably finds her silhouette, quickly losing itself in the jet black pools of her eyes.

“The world is seldom what you once made of it, Akasha. You cannot offer me what you suggest,” his voice lowers as his gaze does, a sliver of irritation creasing in between his brows. “Your young protégé, your chosen, the one who first roused you from your slumber is now the vessel who employs your stolen power,” Rhosh continues, the corner of his lips twisting in a bitter smile as he tilts his head to the side, walking one step closer. “Who also happens to be the one who lured you to the place of your demise, if memory serves. Your scorn would serve him best.”

tismitros

There at last her sweet, eternally-wounded expression sharpens into dismay, the likes of which would move any feeling thing to rush to her aid. "You need not counsel Me on My grudges, Rhoshamandes." She licks his name into her mouth like hot honey. "I know who has betrayed Me, beguiled by the feral witches and their lackeys. Lestat was an idea, a hope, I harbored. And like so many other symbols he shattered at My feet, proven to be hollow. ...But you," her arm extends, molten gold seeking its perfect shape. "You hope to win that power yet, that power that I shared with you. You know where the Core belongs. It belongs with us. In your damned soul you strove to regain what was torn from Me. How unnatural must it all seem to you even as you deny Me. You waste yourself in this corner of the world with your precious comforts, when I made you only for war, only for triumph."

She smiles, then, looking up at this towering creature she once gripped by the throat to drink her fill.

"Come home, My warrior. Come home to Me and finish what you began, by My side again."

#rhoshamandes

rhoshamandes

@tismitros replied to your post “What's the worst relationship that ever happened...”:

"You have always been such an ingrate."

"... If you believe me ungrateful, you only have yourself to blame, Your Majesty."

tismitros

rhoshamandes

tismitros

#this is a master class in “why is Rhosh the way he is”#rhoshamandes

rhoshamandes

@tismitros replied to your post “What's the worst relationship that ever happened...”:

"You have always been such an ingrate."

"... If you believe me ungrateful, you only have yourself to blame, Your Majesty."

tismitros

#sometimes you just gotta remember your free will and choose to ruin Rhosh's day #rhoshamandes

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