<span style="font-size: 12px">The ambulet had never been seen by any living member that still lived on Siguran. But there were texts, carvings-- All about an amulet that no one had seen for a thousand years or more. An amulet that looked the same as that very one that now hung from the neck of the intruder. The Amulet of Prophecy. Of course, the amulet had been missing far longer than this man had been alive, far longer than Rhene had been alive. The man was no thief, if Rhene was thinking clearly she would have realised such a fact before the man had to explain himself.<br/>
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For once, Rhene did not stop the man from speaking. She had no words to say, she couldn’t even bring her eyes from the ambulet that belonged to her people as he spoke. But she was listening, all the while Zya stalked her way closer and closer to the man, not listening unlike her queen was. <br/>
These men had meant to find this island, perhaps they had found it by chance but they had been searching for it. They had survived what the seas had thrown at them, and had washed ashore exactly where they had wanted to be. Siguran.<br/>
As Zya reached Rhene’s side and went to step closer to the men, Rhene put her arm in front of Zya stopping the blonde in place just as the man swore to the Gods that what he said was truth before losing his strength and his second-in-command saved him from falling to his knees before the queen.<br/>
It had been by pure accident that the amulet had fallen into the hands of the man, it had been an accident that he had ended up on an island he believed to have sunk beneath the surface.<br/>
“~The amulet of prophecy” Rhene told the man “~Our island is protected by ancient magic, to remain undiscovered. That amulet is why you are here, why you are not dead rotting in the waves whilst sirens feast on your flesh”.<br/>
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Rhene breathed as she straightened, the man was weak but she was not about to show weakness. “~You may not be a thief, but someone was” Rhene spoke down to the man, as she grabbed the amulet and inspected it for a moment before yanking it from the man’s neck, freeing it into her own grasp. And without another word the woman turned and made her way back up the stairs to her throne holding the amulet tightly in her grasp.<br/>
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Zya stood where she had been stopped, eyeing the man and waiting for orders, as did the guardians Koa and Eris that had stopped tearing the clothes from the men at the sight of the amulet. Orders were unclear. Were these men to die now? Zya blinked, looking back to Rhene who had once again crossed her legs in a provocative manner, clearly pondering just what she was to do with these men. Her thumb was running over the amulet as she thought.<br/>
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“~I am a merciful queen” Rhene spoke finally “~I thank you for returning our amulet.” <br/>
Silence fell once again as the queen shifted in her throne, her dress riding up further. Something changed upon the queen’s features, a seriousness- an intent. It was a coldness as Rhene finally made her orders “~Strip them” she then turned to the second in command who was strong enough to keep his men in check. “~Tell your men that any one who dare fight, will be fed to the sirens that should have dealt will you long before you came to Siguran” Rhene’s lips quirked into a smirk “They love to kill men in the most pleasurable sadistic ways”.</span>