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[attr="class","loretitle"]L O R E N S E I

[attr="class","loresub"]If I can't have Heaven, I'll raise Hell

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Warmth settled in her bones as she wandered up the hill, pulling the mare from her thoughts. Winter was slowly fading with the spring breeze, flowers slowly coming into bloom. A new beginning, she supposed. But not for her. She could feel the sting of smoke in her eyes, could still hear the chaos and fear. She felt light, aloof, barely tethered to the living world as she navigated its mysteries and surprises. Most disgustingly, she felt delicate. Not delicate in the lovely, cherished type of way, but the fragile, easily shattered. There was no one here in this unfamiliar land to help her. Lorensei snorted in annoyance as she paused to look around. Almost to the top of the Knoll, nearly done with this little quest she'd developed, to give her some sense of purpose now that she had none. Mother would tell her to keep on living, to enjoy the next sunrise, blah, blah, blah. Well, she thought with a breath, Mother is dead. And had never taught her how to truly live. Maybe to enjoy living, but never to live, to be someone. Because yes, she'd been a princess, but that was it. Never had she been just Lorensei. Ren.

She would return to her kingdom. It was decided, decided before she had arrived in this foreign place. She would build it from the ashes, create something new out of the ruins. Would make it a haven, would rule over it in the way that Mother and Father taught her to. She would hold off rebellion and keep her people safe. Perhaps she would even find a King, pass on her bloodline. Wouldn't fail her parents, her grandparents, wouldn't abandon her history. Yes. It might take a bit, might be a journey, might cost her everything. But in the end, it will be worth it. She vowed. I'll bring safety and prosperity to my home, my kingdom. Myself.

As for now, there were more pressing matters. She would soon be at the top. Then, perhaps, she could scout out a place to stay for the night, safe from whatever monsters inhabited the land, creeping and stalking in the night. A copse of trees or an overhang would do, and in the worst case, she would bed down in the long grass or at the top of the hill. As long as it moved and was big enough to attack her, she would be able to see it. Unless whatever had decided to go for her hide was some kind of snake or spider. In that case, she was doomed. The thought alone made her tense, ready to flee at a moment's notice from whatever was crawling down there in the dirt. Ears pinned as she surveyed her surroundings only to find something coming towards her. It was the same golden hue as the plains grasses, but it was large, and she was poised to run. 

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