The Next Generation

Zariah Be dangerous darling, for the world rises and falls at your feet. Ah, Rexanna is always so refreshing. So poised, so prepared, so perfectly kept, not just in style but manners. Such a shame the Grounds had so few civilized folk, such as herself. Zariah nods to her and sits, lifting her glass to her lips. ”Such a lovely evening, isn’t it? Leafchange is so refreshing and invigorating.” Zariah says, swirling the wine in her glass. ”It has me feeling contemplative, considering the future of the grounds, and the growth of the people.” she said with an almost wistful sigh. The queen gestures to the boy on the bench, a small smile curving her lips. ”That is my youngest child, Jace. Such a smart young boy. I expect great things of him, given his perfect lineage of powerful magical ancestry. she said, glancing over at Rexanna again. ”Have you ever considered having children, Rexanna?”