"For you? Easy as that. Same could be said for any member of your council. Power is enticing. Power is protection. Everyone in here would give their left arm for the goods that comes with being the leader." Ellyra said, her voice low and meant only for Soh as she twirled the stick of orange peel and rosemary garnish in her drink.
Ellyra let her eyes sweep over the crowded bar area, long and drawn out enough for even the inebriated Sohalia to follow. She stopped over any that were gawking about them, leaning in to their friends and jutting their chins in their direction. "See? They all want you, Soh." Or to be her. Or to eat her. Or all of the above.
ellyra
head and heart a rival war watch the bullets downpour
