King Elk Forest We stir up the truth, but it's never to harm, steeped in

Her cousin, Rohesia, had made her bed. If she was just as respectful as Eadwulf, maybe life would've been different. Just as devout, but often filled with anger and malice, any action against her cousin, was the equivalent of something against her God, as any dispute was met with hatred.

Célnes would hope her cousin would expect this one day, but knowing how dull her mind was, it was a small possibility. Instead did she offer herself on a platter for the two Kings, a desire for the crown that she, specifically held.

Though if Rohesia wanted the crown so much, well, she was willing to oblidge.

The antlers upon her neck were such relics, that many Deorwines kept them closely. As her cousin spun to attack, she too whipped her body in a direction, where her cousin would directly be impaled by the same horns she so wanted.