Diplomatic Immunity--Preface: Vasha's Discovery

[Rystil Arden]

*Alyz nods to Vasha.*

"I'll do what I can. Thank you Vasha--I'm surprised you didn't say anything about anything you saw."

"I got that from Alyz, but I can get it again if you like...How could he hate you Vasha? You are so loving and kind...How could anyone hate you?"

 

[Bront]

to Alyz as she departs "Zythryd is important now, that can wait till later."

"They twisted him. He attacked me, and broke though even my magical charms." Vasha fights back tears "I have to be strong for him, and be there for him while Alyz tries to find out what she can."

Once Louteah returns with the cloak she says "You can come with if you want, perhaps to let Alyz know I'm there without letting Zythryd know. But you mway not want to stay, it might be... unpleasant."

 

[Rystil Arden]

"Vasha...would you like for me to be there? That is the only thing I need to know to make my decision."

 

[Bront]

"It might help, but if things start getting bad, don't be afraid to leave. I don't want you hurt."

Vasha holds Louteah's hand as they walk back to where Zythryd and Alyz are, Vasha under the cloak.

 

[Rystil Arden]

"Okay Vasha. I'll do just that."

*As Vasha and Louteah walk back to Alyz, they see Alyz talking to Zythryd, who is slouching listlessly, as he mechanically answers her questions.*

"So why do you hate Vasha so much?"

*As soon as she says the name Vasha, Zythryd's listless expression transforms to one of hatred, and his whole body becomes tense as he clenches his fists.*

"She must suffer! I will make her suffer like I suffered! How can I hurt her? Tell me! Tell me! Let me make her suffer!!!"

 

[Bront]

Vasha remains silent, though it is a struggle. She watches Alyz question him, and his reaction to even her name. She holds Louteah's hand, which she holds tighter and tighter unconsiously, though the nymph has barely the strength to make it much more than a firm grip. She tries to embrace Zythryd, much as she might embrace Arris, through sheere force of will and thought alone, trying to chanel her love into him.

 

[Rystil Arden]

*Vasha's concentration doesn't seem to have any effect.*

"Zythryd, calm down--I demand it! Now why do you want to make her suffer?"

"She did this! The bitch! The treacherous bitch! She must suffer!!! I'll tell you all her secrets!"

"Don't worry. I already know those."

"You're Alyz aren't you!!! They said you don't exist! That I was crazy! Crazy! Or lying, but I'm not lying!!! I hate hate HATE!"

 

[Bront]

Vasha carefully and quietly whispers to Louteah "What does he think I did?"

Vasha continues to fight back her emotions, but doubt is creaping in. She is responsable for this, and for him. If she handn't trusted Vrymiin, one slave would still be alive, and Zythryd would still be ok, and Alyz's secrets would still be safe. But then that would mean her love was wrong, and that couldn't be.

Torn inside, Vasha repains quiet, hoping Alyz can break though.

 

[Rystil Arden]

"What did she do?"

"She destroyed me and everything I worked to make! My life, she ruined! The bitch makes Vrymiin seem like a saint! At least I knew that Vrymiin would do evil, but Vasha called it love," he spits the word like a poison,"The bitch! The filthy slut! Everything is gone...Jyyrla is dead...Vasha must suffer!!!!"

 

[Bront]

Vasha gets up and walks out again, hanging the cloak up just outside the room in case she needs it again. The heads up to her room, where she dons her servant outfit. She cleans up her face as best she can, and takes a few deep breaths to gather herself before she returns.

Unsassumingly, with her eyes downcast, she enter the room and kneels before Zythryd, at a bit of a distance. "Is this what you wish Zythryd? Would it please and appease you to have me as your servant? Am I best used as a tool to pleasure and pamper you? Please don't hurt my Sisters when all you want is me. What can I do to appease you?"