Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20160804171050/@comment-25126355-20160813051016

Anariel smiled kindly at Coridal and at Ayla. They were her family and she knew that no matter what, they were happy for her. And she was happy to be surrounded by family. She stepped atop the podium where her husband's throne was, to take her place beside him.

But that comment, about burning to a crisp.... It caused this fear to bubble up inside her, knowing someone hated her that much. She instinctively reached to cover her stomach, as if to protect her unborn babe. Her other hand reached out to Varla-Nal. Renille stepped up beside, perhaps breaking custom, but as a paternal cousin to the Aran, it didn't matter as much. Besides, Anariel needed her there.

"...I'm sorry." She whispered, without deceit, truly regretting the idea of a child being torn from it's mother. Anariel may have been the Ara, but even she could not live with the though of a mother having to bury her own child. She averted her gaze from Salina, looking instead to Coridal and Varla-Nal.

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"...Ayla. Call me Ayla." Cele whispered, telling Abalai to conceal her identity. Her late husband had written so many songs about her, her name was ell known. Her niece's name came to mind, to use as a pseudonym. Ayla was Celemaira's favorite child of her younger brother, so her name came to mind first.

"Inn-keep. We'd like four rooms for the next few nights." She said, offering a small smile..

"Yes. Of course." He answered. His features were tired and dark, obviously mourning the loss of his son. The thought of anything happening to Anariel came to Cele's mind, and tugged at her heart. She wasn't the best mother in the world, but she loved her only daughter.

Her brother-in-law raised Anariel almost as his own, out of his grief from her fathers loss. He adored his brother, more than anyone in Aldmeris, save for Celemaira herself. But when Laure-Ril was killed, Cele directed all of her attention to her studies and her writings, mostly abandoning her only child. That was the burden her soul would have to bare for eternity...