Varia had knelt before Kasora as the newly crowned queen of the Nord spoke the same words at Corrin’s initiation, which had been a mere year before. When Varia had carefully kissed the offered royal hand, Corrin had clenched her jaw to keep herself from moving.
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Corrin hated this mission, from the minute the queen had called her in to speak about it, three weeks ago, to right now. Her energy could’ve been better spent elsewhere, but one did not refuse royal orders.
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