Creative Writing: Meehah's Narrative-Home
"Meehah please, you don't .. you don't have to go." she said, standng in the door of the bedroom Meehah shared with Aranea. Fuchsia sliding down her cheeks. Meehah turned to her,sitting the trident and the cloth she had been using to shine it down. "Whale you stop your blabbin'", that made Feferi cry harder. Meehah signed, walked until she could touch the young troll, and kneel. It didn't make much of a difference, Meehah still towered over her. "I do gotta go" Meehah said softy, "If I dont no one will and Condy will come and kill you. And I need you alive. Who else gonna rule the empire. Shore as hell aint gonna be me." Meehah laid a hand on her shoulder, "When this is over the empire's gonna need a lot of fixin so you gotta be tough, lright
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"Thank you, your Cond..."
"Remind me, W)(O gave you this hive in the first place, Araena? Better yet, tell me who let you live after your predecessor's part in that weakass of rebellion. W)(O let you and meehah live?"
"You did, your impe..."
"So why did that BITCH try and cull me tonight hm? After I so graciously let her live!" She paced into Feferi's line of vision around Araena like a predator.
"I do not kn..."
"But you do know, tell me why did I let Meehah live?" the Condesce prodded Araena's head up with the edge the trident until she was looking at the Condesce.
"Meehah renouced the throne and proved herself useful to you by proving information.."
"None of that includes hiding the hier to ma throne Araena." Feferi took notice of the shakng in Araena shoulder. The Condescension saw it too.
"I swear to you I have no knowlege of another tyanart troll besides yourself and Meehah, my lady."
The Condesce took a deep breath "Then what was your morail doing tonight?"
"I do not know" The Empress made a sound deep in her throat that Feferi could not describe but she moved the trident away from Araena's throat which had to be a good …show more content…
Feferi allowed her horns to slip back into her skull and her skin to darken to brown rather than the grey of a young troll. All trolls could perform this magic despite their aptitude in the art. She tucked her very few belonging into her knapsack and slid the straps over her shoulders before pulling her trident from her strife specibus. Eridan had been ready to leave for a while now and stood by the door that would be leaving out of- Ahab's Crosshairs in his hands, armed and ready- he was the first out the door sweeping their surroundings for enemies. They looked silly as they crept about the property but who cares about looking silly. It wouldn't have been the first time empire soldiers were waiting to ambush them outside of their
"Thank you, your Cond..."
"Remind me, W)(O gave you this hive in the first place, Araena? Better yet, tell me who let you live after your predecessor's part in that weakass of rebellion. W)(O let you and meehah live?"
"You did, your impe..."
"So why did that BITCH try and cull me tonight hm? After I so graciously let her live!" She paced into Feferi's line of vision around Araena like a predator.
"I do not kn..."
"But you do know, tell me why did I let Meehah live?" the Condesce prodded Araena's head up with the edge the trident until she was looking at the Condesce.
"Meehah renouced the throne and proved herself useful to you by proving information.."
"None of that includes hiding the hier to ma throne Araena." Feferi took notice of the shakng in Araena shoulder. The Condescension saw it too.
"I swear to you I have no knowlege of another tyanart troll besides yourself and Meehah, my lady."
The Condesce took a deep breath "Then what was your morail doing tonight?"
"I do not know" The Empress made a sound deep in her throat that Feferi could not describe but she moved the trident away from Araena's throat which had to be a good …show more content…
Feferi allowed her horns to slip back into her skull and her skin to darken to brown rather than the grey of a young troll. All trolls could perform this magic despite their aptitude in the art. She tucked her very few belonging into her knapsack and slid the straps over her shoulders before pulling her trident from her strife specibus. Eridan had been ready to leave for a while now and stood by the door that would be leaving out of- Ahab's Crosshairs in his hands, armed and ready- he was the first out the door sweeping their surroundings for enemies. They looked silly as they crept about the property but who cares about looking silly. It wouldn't have been the first time empire soldiers were waiting to ambush them outside of their