"The Lythanis kingdom contacted me yesterday."
She said, her voice soft, but her expression remained hardened.
"They want to support me as the next queen."
Akamir fully turned to look at her.
His expression was serious as he rubbed his face.
Akamir blinked.
The wind paused, or maybe it just felt like it.
For a moment, everything seemed too still.
"…Why now?" he asked, voice even.
Inara didn't look away this time. "They offered support. They say they believe in me now and will help me claim the throne."
Akamir quietly nodded.
He didn't jump to conclusions, nor did he shout at her.
"Tell me you don't believe in their bullshit," Akamir said, leaning closer. "It's obviously a trap."
"....I know," she replied, rubbing her temples. "I know that."
"Then why are you entertaining it?" Akamir pressed, his voice low.
Inara looked up at him, her eyes tired.
"Because it's still an offer. And I can't afford to throw away every lifeline I get, even if it's fraying at the edges."
