(10 Years ago)
"We have no money, Your Highness." a grey haired man say to the impressive figure before him. "Surely we can pay when we do."
"I do not care that you have no money now. If you cannot pay the taxes then you'll have to pay the ultimate price!" the woman snaps
Out of the darkness of a nearby alcove walks out a smaller, but still impressive young woman. "Nightshade." she said with an edge in her voice.
"Your Majesty! What are you d-d-d-" Irina Nightshade sputters. Moriana Borgalis is one of the three heirs to the kingdom of Fallshadow. They will officially assume the throne after their father passes from the slow illness that has befallen him. Although they are still young for their race they have taken over some of the burden of looking over the kingdom. Known to be terrors in the human world, the triplets are uncharacteristically merciful compared to their ancestors. In fact, they've done away with death penalties. A fact that the poorer villages have yet to discover, which is why Irina decided to collect some taxes herself. She loved to see people squirm at the thought of being sent to the gallows.
"Irina, you know that my brothers and I have decreed that no one is to be killed for not having money to spare for taxes."
"Majesty, some take advantage of your mercy. Some have more money than...."
"But the people of Easton Village do not, I know."
But... How could you be-"
"Sure?" Moriana interrupted. "Because I visit often. Because I have met families and have dined with them."
"Majesty-
"And how many times do I gotta tell you not to call me that. My name is Moriana, not Highness. I have no need for the pathetic royalty intimidation. I've been in two major human wars and countless small battles of either race."
"Yes, ma'am. "
"Irina, why do you like to intimidate people? Why does it hold importance to you?
"Because it stirs my bones, it gives me..... excitement. " said Irina, getting a little excited just describing the feeling she gets even mentally torturing someone.
Moriana scrunches up her face in disgust, Irina is used to the old code. Irina is centuries older than Moriana and her brothers.
"Irina, please remove yourself from this area and find yourself a concubine that caters to that specific. ...like. "
Irina walks away,seething while Moriana watches. She turns to the man who'd thought he'd been forgotten, but feared leaving as not to anger royalty.
"Damaskias. Aside from Irina disrupting your day, how are you?"
