Blackfeather Woods He-Who-Guards-Unseen

She arrived to the meeting, late, to her distaste. Her journey would have taken less time had she not stopped several times to empty her bladder, more times than she had ever before in a single day. Yet, still she could not come to terms with the reasoning for her wayward bodily functions; and refused to. Her reign had only just begun, a crucial time in which to uphold images and most of all, prove to Damien that she was not a weak link; she could not afford to have anything in the way of that. 

Yet, she listened as she arrived, taking her place beside Damien while keeping silent. Passing by the other's that had begun to arrive, she noted Cicero's choice to sit on the other side of Damien, to her curiosity. Before, she never would have suspected a thing; they were brothers after all. She knew from his own words that he loved his brother in a way that not most siblings could understand; yet she often wondered how much Damien could be swayed if Cicero one day chose to be the whisper in his ear, bending his rule to fit his ideas. But she did not think more of it, an accusation such as that was a heavy one indeed and she did not need that kind of drama to arise, especially after Burke.

Instead, she stayed silent, though her approval was prominent in her features. For this, and this only, the cold and distant tones from her eyes had dropped. Instead, filled with pride as her lover began the initiation, assuming his valued role. Yet, her pride was not only for Kove and his success in the Brotherhood but the Spiderlings as well. While Damien and her had not always gotten along, she had voted for their immediate acceptance into the Brotherhood itself, a task Burke had forgotten while he was too busy fondling his whore. They would do it right this time, regardless of the past mistakes.