The public seemed to perceive her in a different light than anticipated, for it was more than obvious the upper class of merchant prince and princesses did not approve of the public humiliation of a slave's master, and also the decapitation of one. To think- the masters were punished but the slaves left to live? It seemed preposterous! And was enough to make the attentions towards the Shah down right poisonous. And more than once she had received anonymous letters that made threats at her life, and demanded she change her mind set and direction, lest her blood line be the last to sit on the throne of Essyrn.
Terrified after yet another threat at her life, and this time, the gifted jar was laced with a poisonous snake, she had taken to her room for most of the evening and the guards, doubled at her door. But even then, she could not shake this sense of fear and desperation that she was stumbling blindly through a path unseen, and had no idea what to make of how she felt and what was going on in this world around her.
The insolence of the merchant class was enough to make her more than irate- clearly those with wealth were not deserving of such powers if this was how they were to behave towards their very own Shah! How DARE they make threats to her- the very Shah, the vessel of Hakeshna herself! But even through her anger, the doubts stirred from within, and she kept thinking back to that angered glare coming from deep within the helmet of that slave who was the first to defy her of now many.
She shivered at the thought, and soon found herself crying, and unable to contain herself, and feeling as if the walls were closing in. She threw her veranda doors open and rushed out onto her balcony as she sobbed, and found herself welcoming the air as it cooled the tears flowing down her face. But in her brief run onto the balcony, a second gifted jar she had no seen was knocked over, and as it cracked open as it shattered upon the ground. SHe ignored it, not caring what it was as she threw herself against the balcony and cried, burying her face into her arms while ignoring the gorgeous sight of the sun set before her. The entire world was melting into a bed of colors, ranging from the hot blazing orange of the sun as it sunk over the horizon and capped the Niafi river in it's vibrant colors, and then streamed upwards into a bed of bright reds, which inevitably glowed nto the soft lacings of violet so high up in the sky, that were only begin to crown the world in dusting of star light.
But even through her lamenting and her tears.. a chilling wind swept through the translucent white robes she wore, but that was not what sent a sudden shiver down her spine. For the sound of something made her turn. She whirled around and gasped at the hissing presence of a black asp and before she knew what was going on, the dark snake struck out, aiming to bite her leg.