She seems wary from the get go but I guess being a renegade who lives off of challenging for pack after pack can be a dangerous life. When I tell her I've been looking for her, she seems caught off guard. I guess I could have just made a very big mistake by admitting that but I've always been the honest type. Why stop now? She does end up smiling though and I take comfort in that. It has to be a good thing, right? When she starts to speak, I take a seat, figuring I might as well get comfortable so I can listen better. I tilt my head, both ears at full attention as my bright eyes take in her every expression as she talks.
My brows furrow at a few parts. A message for the world? But what message? As she explains, I start to understand. It must have been horrible to have her home snatched out from under her while she was vulnerable. Her voice rises a little but I can tell it's not anger at me, rather anger at the situation. I nod before replying. "You're right, I would fight. I'm just curious, what is this message you want the world to hear? Do you have to be queen of a pack for them to hear it? Do you have to wear a crown to get others to respect and love you?"
I tilt my head, only open curiosity in my gaze as I wait for her reply. She speaks again and I try to picture myself in her shoes. That's a lot of wolves to take care of. I don't even know how many wolves we have in Glorall, how many Eden is responsible for. I like that she thinks of them as family though. I know that's what Eden is sorta going for. He wants a family based on something other than whose blood runs in your veins and I can respect that. "That is amazing. You must have some power to bring wolves like that to your beck and call. It must have been a burden sometimes to have that many eyes watching your every move, judging your every decision. The more power you have, the more other wants you to fall. They wait patiently for the one wrong move you make and it sounds like that's what happened to you. They got to you when you were vulnerable and took away your power, your family."
My eyes soften. I cannot empathize since I have never had that situation but I like hearing it in her own words. It helps me picture it. Her last words help me understand. So she feels like she has failed them, her family. She wants to make it right. I nod again. "You want to show them they are still important to you, that you still care. But is home the soil you make your stand on or is it something more? Maybe a new place could be your sanctuary for the ones who are forsaken from it. You could make a fresh start. What use is a place of bad memories when you could create new ones? What if you could bring your family to a new home, protected by more than just yourself to ensure their safety? What if the test was not in your ability to hold a throne but rather, your ability to have a place for them to call home? You don't have to hold that burden all by yourself anymore, Jaidah. Sometimes a good leader knows when it is time to rely on others. A strong leader is never alone in the fight."
I hold my ground and wait for my words to sink in, for her reaction. Will she think me just an idiot or will she understand the message I am trying to convey? Of course I do not have the authority to grant her sanctuary right this moment but Eden was interested in her for a reason and I'm sure it wasn't just to talk to her then throw her back out to the wolves, so to speak. I think he wants to understand her and maybe now I can help him do just that. I can help him help her in other words. This is what I was born for, to bring together two very different worlds, to forge bonds where others thought they could never be. This is what being a diplomat is about and I'm liking the taste I'm getting.
Tristan.male.8 years old.son of Enigma & Cobryn.brother to Solitaire & Viora.father of none.tied to none.bound by none. 35in. 160#.deaf in right ear.Glorall
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