Glued to pieces [Allison]

For a moment Faylice let her shoulders down, letting her upper body cave in as her eyes were fixated on the table. Trying to find every shred of strength she seemingly didn’t have in her body. Searching for the courage to tell on, to answer the questions, to tell on about what had happened. But the more she spoke, word after word, the more it teared open the places she didn’t want to feel anymore. She had to, that’s wat Fay told herself, while taking a deep breath in. Straightening her back, siting upright as she told herself she could just push past it all. That she could be strong enough to tell and that she just had to push the pain away. ’Yes,’ Fay said, calculated as she found some of the strength again. ’Bare handed.’ She added after, taking another breath, pushing herself to just keep doing that.

Fay saw how Allison attempted to ask again, probably further, and with that further than Fay would’ve wanted to. But she held in, with the door opening. She turned around, seeing the maid come in with the, now very welcome bottles of wine and the two glasses. Nodding politely to the maid she smile just as neatly to her. She always treated the people who had worked for her with respect, and even though she wasn’t in her own castle, she still did. The serious words from Allison made her look up to the woman again, tilting her head slightly as her ice blue eyes observed for a moment.

Grabbing one of the glasses, she raised it and nodded towards Allison as a little thank you. Taking a sip right after, and enjoying the taste of the wine while she swallowed it through. One glass couldn’t be that bad, right? She had a wine before, and it almost always started to go downhill after just three of them, so the one would just maybe take the edge off. With the thought, Fay took a second sip before putting it back on the table in front of her. ’He knew the last one a little better, I don’t know it exactly.’ Faylice went on, frowning on the subject for a moment while thinking about how she could describe it the best. ’He made a bloodbath, the last council member talked him out of killing him. That’s what I know,’ She paused again, looking up at Alllison. ’he vanished after.’

While the subject changed into what had happened in those last days of Thriumph being king, Fay her thoughts brought her back immediately. She didn’t know exactly what happened, because she had spent most of her time being alone in her room. Being too scared to go out, too scared to talk or seek for a way out. But rumours travelled so fast within the castle walls, and with the silence of her father, she dared to step out a little more. Demanding that she would know the whole story, and she got at least the most of it. Not that she was really able to hear any more than after the fact he vanished. But, considering everything, it was enough to tell Allison about. Her statement on how her father had killed the whole council, apart from one, was a conscious one. It raised the exact question she expected to be asked, making her smile faintly. Her fingers traces the edge of the glass, as her eyes were fixated on it. ’No, he’s a vampire.’ The warm voice toned down into an even softer one, swallowing just before. Speaking the words alone made a cold shiver run down her spine, giving Fay the perfect excuse to take another sip from her wine.

Her explanation came out in short pieces, shreds of information. Faylice wasn’t sure if it all made at least a little bit of sense, but the only one that could decide that was the woman in front of her. Fay wondered if Allison was aware that this was the very first time she had to explain what had happened. She wondered if it sounded like that at all, or if her nerves really didn’t show through in the way she felt them run through her body. She didn’t know, and she asked herself if she would ever. So for now, Fay just had to push past, make her statement and hope for the best. Because what else could she do? She essentially came here, with nothing on hands, not even a position. Her fate was out of her hands, something she preferably wanted to have control on. So when the words were spoken, Faylice looked up. Her ice blue eyes staring at the ones of Allison. ’For now, that is the only thing I desire.’ Fay spoke nothing but the truth, opening up with the biggest optimism it wouldn’t be crushed.

After speaking out loud that her father was a vampire, she almost wanted to pray Allison wouldn’t ask further. If there was something she knew, and could confirm it was that single piece of information. In fact, Fay didn’t need the word go on about, she didn’t need to ask about it. Search for witnesses that maybe heard something in the hallways. Because she herself had been the witness. She had seen it happen, her father had forced her to see, for reasons she couldn’t comprehend. The dark haired lady could probably tell every single detail, minute after minute. On how he got turned and how she got involved, got pulled into. How she saw the last bit of father she had disappear, vanish as he turned into the monster he really was. Fay could’ve known, she had seen his ways before, deeply down she knew it wasn’t that big of a surprise. But to see it like that, right in front of her eyes. Another cold shiver ran down her spine, while Fay tried to push away the thoughts as the conversation continued.

Luckily for her, it went off the subject. Softly the lady let out a sigh over her lower lip, finding the glass again and taking a bigger sip than the previous one. Taking another to finish the glass as she saw Allison finish hers, placing it next to her glass after. The question the woman in front of her made the corners of her mouth curl up in a little smile. Now it progressed into the politics of everything, something Faylice was used to in her whole life dealing her status. Calmly she grabbed her glass again, making the wine swirl for a few moments. While patiently waiting until Allison was done with speaking. The gaze of Fay held the one of the brunette, taking a sip of her wine before answering. ’Because it would provide the king nothing, nothing more than he has now at least.’ She heard the threat in the words the lady in front of her spoke, but she wasn’t afraid of them. It were logical ones, and Fay would probably ask the same if she was in Allison her position. No, she was definitely not ready to go back just yet, but she didn’t knew that, not yet at least. ’I spoke to him, we are on good terms, and so I wouldn’t think it is necessary for you to deliver me to him.’ Slowly and calculated she spoke, before sipping on the wine again.

If there was something Fay was good at, being it one thing of the few, it were the political tactics behind any statement. Even though Faylice never wanted to be a royal, never wanted to be pushed around by her father as much as he did, as much as had happened, she always had been one. Somewhere halfway in between she accepted the whole thing, maybe not completely, but enough to get to know where she stood at all times. It was a pretty vital point in keeping herself alive, especially since she escaped the castle, being on herself from time to time. So when the conversation shifted on what she was actually doing here, what Allison could do for her and vice versa, she could feel herself getting more at ease. Now it wasn’t talking about her experiences, now it was just about the future and how the both of them would proceed into getting what they wanted.

Her knowing the new king, who didn’t wanted her dead immediately, was a exceptionally good thing for the dark haired lady. It gave her the position of not being in a great kind of danger into getting caged and send right back. Even though she really was fleeting Navarre, the woman in front of her didn’t know how much she really wanted that. It was something Fay was desperate for, but that wasn’t a thing for now anyway. Shortly, Fay gazed in her glass before taking another sip. The first glass had been emptied pretty fast, the second didn’t go any slower. The words from Allison made her smile a little, following the movements she made as she took another sip herself. ’Correct, particularly my father.’ She simply noted, sniffing on her comment about it afterwards. The lady began to feel the wine, which already was a very bad sign looking at the rate she was drinking more of it. At least it made the words flow out a little bit easier, nothing wrong with that, right?

It seemed like the brunette in front of Fay began to feel the wine as well. Judging from the stare in the glass she herself had done previously, which was something that could turn out both ways for Faylice. As she spoke, Fay straightened her back once more, giving her the little smile on the fact Allison was able to help her. The question after it made her lean back a little bit, taking a sip of her wine again. ’The new king has profit with both a medici and good contacts between as many countries.’ Fay started, the ice blue eyes glaring towards Allison again. ’I can provide information, and stand in between.’

Now the political stuff was getting talked over, Fay could feel herself relax a little bit more. Leaning back into the chair, she could feel the backrest pressuring against her back. Maybe this time would be different from all the others she decided to run. This cause had been a little bit different, that was a well known fact for the dark haired lady. She simply couldn’t stay, even though she knew she wouldn’t get kicked out of D’auvignon. So she kicked herself out, with some promises to the king of Navarre. It was a perfect little story, but in the end she really just ran away. Faylice knew that as well herself, but if the others could see it in any other way, it would be a win. Nobody liked a scared girl, nobody respected them. Everyone who was nice would only want to claim their advantage off that scared girl. Luckily, she wasn’t that scared girl, at least not now, now she was just a royal without a country. Giving her far more chances for her own success.

As Allison nodded, she smiled a little bit broader. This whole conversation had gone so much worse than it was going right now, something that relieved the lady quite a bit. The words made her nod along. ’I think I can help you, and the current king of Navarre with that.’ Fay reassured while taking another few sips of her wine, she was already getting slightly lightheaded, still she didn’t stop drinking. Like she expected the more she would drink, the easier everything would get. ’Very well.’ The dark haired lady responded with a humble but true smile. Sighing lightly after as she realized this was the first safe place she had in weeks. How safe that would be, she’d discover later, but it was better than the hostile environment she was living in the last weeks in her home castle. ’That sounds like a very good plan.’ She emptied her glass and offered it to Allison, now she was already drinking, another wine wouldn’t be so bad. ’So, how does it feel to be the Grand Duchess now?’

Positioning herself right in between the countries was maybe one of the best moves she had done so far. All so perfect and all so fitting for her, keeping herself on a spot safe and high enough for anyone that hated her, any of the people who wanted to hurt her. And away from any pressure from her father, not that she really expected to have him coming at her even now. Especially not since he himself left, and released that pressure himself. Making her able to decide for her own choices, and think about herself for once now. She picked up her wineglass, staring into the clear liquid of wine probably a little too long, as if there was something written in it, before she looked back up again. ’I can say the same.’ Fay responded, a genuine smile falling over her lips. It would be a pretty good deal for the both of them, ensuring enough for her. At least this night, with that many wine in her system.

Her question was so loosely asked, something that was definitely an outcome from the quick drinking. Still it fulfilled it’s assignment, picking up the just newly filled glass as the lady waited on her answer. Nodding on the answer she let Allison speak through. ’It isn’t.’ Faylice simply said, like it was the most normal thing to say. There was hardly anything amazing about being a high ruler, but maybe she was just a little one-sided for that one. Given her time as a royal wasn’t the smoothest. ’How well were you prepared, for this?’ The statement that Allison hadn’t even been in a castle raised a frown on Fay her face, almost out of worry. Taking another sip she sighed on the to be expected question. ’It’s very double, to be honest.’ She spoke the truth, thinking it was so double in almost every way. ’There was a very great deal of pressure, which is gone.’ That wasn’t only the pressure royalty came with, but also from the previous king. ’But I hadn’t expect the country to be so divided over the new king.’ With it, Fay took another sip, surprising herself on how easy the speaking manners went now, before she looked back at the brunette again.

Faylice really wasn’t a big drinker. In her past, she rarely grabbed for wine or other alcoholic beverages. Even though there always was plenty in the castle in D’auvignon, right for her to take, she just didn’t have the urge to really drink. And so she didn’t. Only when there were visitors there she had to attend to, have dinner with or so. On those occasions she always got reminded by the fact she couldn’t take very much wine before it would have its effect. Now, wasn’t any different. Even when there wasn’t a real urge to drink the wine, there wasn’t any to stop it either. Not even when she started to feel it, sense it in the way her talking went so much smoother, easier almost. No, it just made her sip more out of her glass, one night wouldn’t be that bad, right?

It seemed like the woman in front of her had the same thought, or at least it ran along the same lines. The laugh of Allison made the dark haired lady pull up a brow. Ready to comment something on the stupidity of her question, and if that really was that stupid, but the answer made that brow drop again. ’That must’ve been, must be heavy.’ Correcting herself Fay let her ice blue eyes gaze at the brunette. She had been struggling with her position since her childhood, but she couldn’t imagine how it must feel when you’re just thrown into it. With the next words, the lady grinned, taking another sip of her wine. ’As long as no one really notices, it’s fine right?’ She answered, a little smile still curled around her lips before she chuckled, probably an effect from the wine as well. The confession of Fay got answered, by such a logical answer It made her sniff for a moment. ’Wise words.’ The lady admitted, after a small silence when Allison finished. ’The people find their own truth, how far from reality that really is.’ The ice blue eyes gazed into the room, getting stuck on a painting that hung against the wall. ’How are the people treating you here?’ Without much thought of if it was a good idea to ask that question, Fay did it anyways, the ice blue eyes sliding back towards the lady in front of her again.