Ailsa fell into silence for a long time. It was hard to tell if this was because her father's words were so grating or if it was because she was just that infuriated. However, after several moments, her heaving chest managed to slow, her breathing becoming even.
Her gaze left her father's scanning the hundreds to thousands of Faeries that had come today. Each gazed upon her with various degrees of emotion but it was clear that there was the resounding presence of Blame.
To the Faeries who knew peace and nothing but peace throughout the large majority of their history, to suddenly be thrust into this maelstrom was unacceptable. It felt to them, without knowing the context of what occurred with Ailsa's elder brother, that their Princess had selfishly thrown her people into a pit of fire to protect her Life Partner.
