ORIGIN

Reseda had chosen a crumbled hollow on the side of the Throne's platform as her den and already it looked like the cave in the bone room's Chambers that she had once called home. Littered with bones she had dragged all the way here, many of them big things, still intact while other lay in pieces and shards, obviously already having been gnawed through by the giant lizard. There she sat now, crunching on what seemed to be some kind of pelvis, as she thought about recent events

Well, there hadn't really been many recent events besides the big move. And her sudden willingness to submit to that milquetoast's authority? She almost laughed at the prospect if she had any kind of desire to do so. As if she would ever. Nobody was her King, considering that she would one day hold the title. One day. And it wasn't a hopeful thought - it was a thought that had her convinced. She didn't care what she had to do to take power. Perhaps stage a little accident for Pride and Envy. No...Pride was too smart for that. Find a way to gain their trust first? No, she had already ruined it with Pride, hadn't she? Find a way to pull them apart? Not likely, they were far too close. But perhaps...perhaps if there was another way to get them out of the way that would keep her claws clean? She would have to think about it.

After all, she wasn't going to sit around and wait for her opportunity to come. She would create her own.

@Envy

Envy found the bones before they found Reseda herself; they had began to notice them appearing, and couldn't help feeling a little bit perturbed. So they slunk back today and peered cautiously into the hollow- and couldn't help a visible sag of relief showing as they discovered that the culprit was only Reseda- as of yet, the only member of their kingdom that they hadn't spoken to. "Reseda!" they shrilled, then stopped themselves. "Er- I mean... Greed. Just the lizard I was looking for."

The weasel didn't bother taking the stairs down from the platform- which was far, far taller than the weasel themselves- instead they simply crawled over the edge, their strange, sticky paws clinging to the wall as they scuttled down the vertical surface. They felt their quills shiver with pride as they did so, and couldn't resist a glance at Reseda to see her reaction before dropping off onto the ground and brushing themselves off, straightening their crown atop their head.

"I see you've..." they blinked and looked around at the bony piles the komodo dragon had assembled. "...made yourself at home..." They bared small, sharp teeth in an awkward smile, spines raising hopefully.

Speech. Thought.

@Greed

Reseda was stolen from her thoughts as none other then the weasel themselves came crawling into her little home. She watched them with feigned interest as they climbed down the wall like a damn gecko and stopped in front of her. She gave a small nod of acknowledgement, both for their presence and for their display. She could see the pride in their eyes and the need for some kind of admiration. She wasn't going to milk it - anything more than this would probably be a bit too far a step out of her character. Hopefully the nod would be enough.

"Hello, Your Majesty," she rumbled casually. "Er, if that's what I'm to call you, since you are the King now. You were looking for me? What can I do for you?" It was almost painful trying to get out those words but she knew that they would have at least some kind of affect on the weasel. As for her new home, she gave a fully unecessary glance around before nodding again. "Yes, I don't always feel comfortable settling outside Canis so I thought I'd make it a little more like my old home so I can settle in properly." More like this room was boring and she just wanted to munch on her bones. If there was anything Reseda wasn't, it was sentimental.

@Envy

Envy was a little disappointed by the lizard's lack of response to their little trick, which they themselves thought was very impressive.

But the weasel wasn't to be disappointed for too long, the little creature's spines perking up as Res... Greed referred to them as 'your majesty' of all the things. It sent their heart hammering with joy, their spines quivering and little chest puffing out with pride. They were majestic! The end of their tail twitched, and they tried to keep their smile calm and regal but they were soon beaming. "Yes, Yes! Your majesty is just fine! Perfect!" they twittered. They were so pleased that for a moment they wanted to forget Pride's warning- but as soon as they thought about it the weasel was suddenly certain that they were being manipulated. They deflated a little, their stomach sinking, and chest suddenly aching.

Your majesty? They'd remember that. Maybe they could just ask everyone else to call them that- 'My King' was starting to grow a little stale, the fleeting joy it brought becoming a little numb. It was then that they abruptly realized that Reseda was still waiting for an answer to their question. Envy panicked a little, fidgeting, quills rising. "I just wanted to know how you're finding life in my Kingdom," the weasel asked, as though trying to remind themselves that it really was theirs. "Is there anything you'd have me change?"

Greed's reasoning for the bones seemed sound, and Envy appeared appeased. They glanced sideways at a bone that was bigger than they were. "I see..."

Speech. Thought.

@Greed

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