![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
Narnia: Brother
Fandom: Narnia
Pairing: None
Warnings: Angst
Rating: G
Summary: Aravis grieved over her brother's death. For![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
over_look.
"There is a proverb which says -- "
"Shut up!"
The old slave shut his mouth immediately, bobbing his head slightly in answer to his mistress' will. Aravis sat straight up, her brother's armour laid out before her, bloodstains still visible on some of the scales of it. She sat looking at it for a long time.
"Proverbs won't help, and nor will prayers. I require this armour cleaned and put in my chambers."
"Tarkheena -- "
"Obey!"
There was something frighteningly cold in the bereaved Aravis' face. The slave took the armour carefully, and left, praying, despite her words, that soon she would smile again.
Pairing: None
Warnings: Angst
Rating: G
Summary: Aravis grieved over her brother's death. For
over_look."There is a proverb which says -- "
"Shut up!"
The old slave shut his mouth immediately, bobbing his head slightly in answer to his mistress' will. Aravis sat straight up, her brother's armour laid out before her, bloodstains still visible on some of the scales of it. She sat looking at it for a long time.
"Proverbs won't help, and nor will prayers. I require this armour cleaned and put in my chambers."
"Tarkheena -- "
"Obey!"
There was something frighteningly cold in the bereaved Aravis' face. The slave took the armour carefully, and left, praying, despite her words, that soon she would smile again.