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Anariel remain silent for a moment, pondering the question. What was it all for? She straightened her back, keeping her hands on his shoulders.

"I do not know. We do all this, because it is expected of us. We are the Adonais, the heirs of Auri-El. The world expects us to be just that: examples of perfection they could attempt to mimic. I doubt what we think of the matter, matters to anyone. Perhaps it truly does lead to us following in "his" footsteps... But when I think of my father, or yours... It seems the promise of divinity is rather hollow...

My love, we are the center of our culture. Our entire society. We have a duty to perform. Perhaps later, we could dismiss the court early. I'll feign a headache. It won't be long. I promise." She explained, adding that last part after someone knocked on the door. Anariel knew such talk would only bring her down. She needed to remain regal, so she hoped they could talk after the gathering of the court.