Lexa
Lexa is up early today, even before the lark has sang it's first song of the day. Not too unusual considering her thoughts lately. Indra should be still awake and almost ready to end her night watch duties surrounding Polis. So Lexa grabs her cloak and throws it over her and goes stealth like out of the castle, in search of Indra. She is almost to the stables when a hand clutches her shoulder. "Where do you think you are going?" Anya says from behind her. Lexa turns on her heal and with a stoic look in her emerald green eyes stares straight into Anya's eyes. "Did you really think I couldn't feel and hear you watching me? You really need to learn to walk without such heavy feet, because you really aren't as quiet as you think". Lexa replies. A smile comes to Anya's face. "So you feel me when I am near now? I don't think I've heard you use that sentiment before?" Anya sends her a questioning look. Before Lexa says anything else she grabs Anya and pulls her down to their knees. "Quiet!" Lexa whispers. "Your going to give us away, Indra is about to ride up on Pontiac and stable her for the night. And I really wanted to get Socrates saddled up before she had arrived." Anya smiles wide. "So you're telling me Indra doesn't know that you have been going out for these early morning rides every week..alone?" Lexa glances at Anya and uses her emerald colored eyes to do her talking. Anya holds up both hands in defeat. Anya then states. "And I really won't be the one giving Indra this information." Lexa lets a grin creep up on the left side of her mouth. She always has loved the way her older sister Anya glows when she is to be the one informing Indra of something she seemingly overlooked when it came to Lexa. It's definitely a different kind of bonding that has always been between Anya and Indra. Each one of them always running to the other to inform anything that they might consider something important when it came to Lexa. Really no one but us three know how Indra and Anya strive to always
clearly devuldge to the other what one might not know about Lexa. Any and all information between the both of them is never issued in a bad manner or with disdain. More or less it has been to always completely watch over Lexa. "Please Anya stay quiet." Lexa looks straight away knowing this little secret will stay secret for at least a few hours longer. Indra now has unsaddled Pontiac and after leaving her fresh food closes the stable door and heads out towards the castle. When Lexa is sure that Indra is far enough away from the stables she stands straight almost at attention, and dusts herself off. Looking down at her sister who has yet to stand. Lexa tells her. "I won't be long I never am. I will return by the time the last lark has sung her morning song." And as that is said Lexa quickly maneuvers into stables to saddle up Socrates. Anya stays to watch which direction Lexa rides and then quickly heads to catch up with Indra. Luckily Indra was not yet asleep in her chambers she was sitting on the edge of her bed sharpening her sword just like she always did right before turning in. "Knock knock." Anya slightly tries to speak just above a whisper. "Yes Anya, for what do I owe such a early visit?" Indra askes but doesn't take her eyes off the blade or the stone she is using to sharpen. "Lexa has gone out again for another early ride?" Questions Indra. "So you did know about these rides?" Anya replies. Indra looks up and smirks at Anya. Indra informs her."Only the last 3 rides...twice I tried to follow but really I believe your sister knew I was there and once I lost her in the direction of the Ice Forest but the other time she only sat in the clearing of the golden meadow, for a few hours as if waiting on something." "Indra either we are becoming apethetic or simply Lexa really has become more resounding as our commanding Queen." Anya states.
"Anya really I think we both know that it isn't us. Lexa is special...as we've always known. Her strength, power and wisdom as the commanding Queen has never been matched. Ever. At least not as far back as our Nightblood Scrolls tell us." Indra leans back on her bed eying Anya. And both women know that something significant to all their existence is coming.. maybe even predestined.