Stella Cadente

Comfort

Vasilissa sighed as the newly appointed Grand Master Eldaryn left the study. As she expected no one else. She prepared to pack up and retire to her room. Hoping to pack her things for the Scottland Ball.

As she was about to leave the study. An unexpected visitor entered her study in a rush. Without bothering the maid servant in introducing him.

"Vasilissa. I mean, Queen Vasilissa" Harold stutteted and immidiately gain his composture again.

"Good day to you. King Harold. What brings you to my Library of Archives?" Vasilissa humed.

"I would like to talk to you. Could you spare a few moments for me?" Harold stroke up one of his best smiles.

"I'm sorry, Harold." She sighs "I am quite busy as I am on my way to my quarters to retire."

"I assure you. This conversation would not involve assults. Unlike the previous conversations." Harold's voice trailed.

"Very well then. Sit down and let us begin."

Both calmly strode to the chairs. Though Vasilissa easily noticed Harold's uneasiness as they both took their places in the chairs. Both locked stares and engaged in a staring battle when Vasilissa cleared her throat.

"We are wasting time" Vasilissa announced "I see that your very uneasy today."

In the corner of Harold's eye, As he was suppose to continue. Vasilissa waved off incoming servants.

"I am. And very distressful news has arrived from Scottland"

Before Harold spoke. Vasilissa expected sugar coated words and some rough assults . But right after he said those words. Vasilissa widened her eyes.

Then, King Harold bent his proud head in frustration.

Vasilissa, shocked with his actions. Immidieatly done what is according to her nature. Comfort him.

She could hear those silent tears that he shed as she closely held him in her petite arms

"Oh, I have been such a foolish King. I am no longer worthy of this throne."

"Shush! You are no pedelophile! You are a mighty High warior."

"I may be a warior but I failed to protect my country. Soon all will fall"

"Stand up tall. And you shall see light."

Harold softly smiled. And hugged Vasilissa. As they discussed more, Vasilissa agreed on letting the brigade cadets to Kent...

"Are we in?"

"Together."

"Together."