by Sayuri Fri Jun 04, 2021 3:56 pm
Sayuri’s head tilted slightly as the girl began to speak.
‘What on earth is she. . .’
‘She is concerned you may be jealous, my Queen.’
‘Oh. . . People are so strange.’
Jareth could see the truth and subtext behind Kaida’s words even if Sayuri could not. And he could not disagree, people were strange. Jareth would chuckle to himself as the girl, Kaida, continued digging a deeper hole. She would have had no way of knowing but Jareth found it amusing nonetheless.
When the girl mentioned Ken Tetsudashi Sayuri would smile. Sayuri knew who that was, what she hadn’t expected was that she would ever meet his daughter. Given what she knew about him she didn’t find it surprising that he’d had a daughter, nor was she surprised that Kaida seemed to dislike him. The only surprising part of any of it was that there was only one daughter and not an entire litter that showed up at her doorstep.
She allowed the girl to speak and then sighed softly as she took several steps forward attempting to enter Kaida’s personal space. The guards that were flanking her took one more step back, clearly uncomfortable with the change in the Yuki Princess’s demeanour. Kaida had erred when she had made inaccurate assumptions about Sero, and even worse when she compared her father to him. Sayuri wanted to rip this woman apart, to deliver her to the Yuki compound in tiny pieces, if she was careful she might even be able to put the pieces back together with ice. She could even have a macabre ice statue set up within the Clan’s main courtyard. She wouldn’t, not at the gates, but the thought gave her some measure of peace and allowed her to keep her voice even and controlled.
“You should be more careful who you say certain things to, Kaida Yuki. You speak of things you do not, and clearly could not, understand. You would be fortunate to have Sero even consider interest in someone like you. . . And you wouldn’t know pure evil if it stared you in the face. What you speak of is. . .” She would pause and shake her head in disgust. She was getting worked up over the audacity of this woman and her rage was rising to sanguine levels. The idea that Sero’s aura was evil or malicious was idiotic in Sayuri’s mind. It clearly was not evil and anyone could tell that if they just took a few seconds to understand its source. Equating fear with evil was something Sayuri did not understand however, and it was a large part of why she hated Kitsuki. Sero had no control over his aura and while Sayuri enjoyed being within its radius she did understand that not everyone else did. But to decide that Sero was evil or malicious because of something he was born with was enough to make her blood boil. “While I do not find it the least bit surprising that a Yuki of all people would stoop to flinging around insults, before I allow you to continue perhaps you should be better informed.”
Sayuri turned her back on the girl then, not in a rude or dismissive way she was merely turning to walk back to her original spot. Showing her back to the girl was something she did carelessly and without thought, as though she had no fear for her own safety whatsoever. As she walked she continued speaking, eventually turning to face the girl once more.
“I am Sayuri Yuki; leader of the Yuki Clan, Princess of Kirigakure and part of the Princess Triumvirate. As well as one privileged enough to call themselves a close friend to Sero Jaakuna. So if you’ve come here looking for favours, you’ve done yourself none so far.”