[Emily had been raised to be moral and upstanding to the best of her ability. No, she had chosen to be; a stern guiding hand for her people, to help when she could, to keep a perfectly tenuous balance between mercy and justice. On the outside, she performs this well, carrying herself with the dignity expected of royalty.
Only to her closest does she allow her frustration to peak through the cracks, to allow herself to feel the weight of her responsibilities. There are times when she feels nothing short of stifled, and then it's like she's eleven all over again; wanting to learn about pirates and sword fighting and fantastic adventures, not boring tenements such as rules and philosophies and histories and-
Naturally, Alec will not be privy to any of that. She will be the stern Empress if she has to, reflecting his sarcasm away with a royal deftness, even as her own writhes just under the surface.]
"Lair" might be an overstatement. It could be nothing bigger than a broom closet.
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Only to her closest does she allow her frustration to peak through the cracks, to allow herself to feel the weight of her responsibilities. There are times when she feels nothing short of stifled, and then it's like she's eleven all over again; wanting to learn about pirates and sword fighting and fantastic adventures, not boring tenements such as rules and philosophies and histories and-
Naturally, Alec will not be privy to any of that. She will be the stern Empress if she has to, reflecting his sarcasm away with a royal deftness, even as her own writhes just under the surface.]
"Lair" might be an overstatement. It could be nothing bigger than a broom closet.