Civil Conversation

A petite, blonde woman in a silver mask stepped up to the build in which the King of Vastime was housed. Of course, being a woman that few had seen and even fewer knew, the guards stepped up to stop her from entering. However, they were frozen in their tracks, muscles seized up with deep primordial terror as the blonde woman continued her casual gait.

Kudos to them and their capabilities, though, as they pushed down that freezing fear and stepped up to stop her. Two hands on her chest, they exerted a not inconsiderable amount of power. Hayden picked his guards well, but then if there was ever people capable of physically stopping a being like Ulv in abundance, the world would be under one rule eternal.

So she pushed into their hands and then took the force from that and used Flow Control to crash her hands against their ears, cupped hands spiralling to send a blast of force through the ear canal and throw off their sense of balance. Big and strong though she looked - most of the time, anyway - it was easy to overlook Ulv's martial capabilities that exceeded her pure brute strength. And again she was impressed when they tried to stand up, though it was always hard to stand when the ground felt like it was in a constant lurching state. Enhanced Spiritually and genetically, they were true bastions of fortitude and will. Even she had to put true force in to put them on the ground. Killing them would be an endeavour. Fortunately, she was here to subdue, not kill.

Arriving at the door, she opened it with demure grace and stepped through. This was how he woman passed through the building, ice and fire hand in hand. Hayden would, through Reikaku and intimate knowledge of the woman, know who was coming, but as for why...well, Hayden was a clever man, it was why Ulv liked him so much. Maybe he did know. And she loved the people he surrounded himself with. Though Ulv was trying not to kill them, the fact that she had to stop and strategically put each guard down with her iconic blend of strength and skill was a testament to the work he had put in to protecting himself here. Even now, so furious she literally couldn't return to her normal form or else lose her mind completely, her respect for the man grew. Men who, even when facing an overwhelming goddess of victory, who moved like quicksilver and struck like lightning, they pushed forward and fought her, push up and fought her again. Absolutely delightful.

Eventually stepping into the King's office, Hayden had certainly had a fair amount of time to prepare given the stalling that his guards had put up.

"Through great respect for you and your kin, we shall engage in conversation. To see if it can stay the hand of execution" she had such a gentle tone. A warm tone, like she was a mother of ten children, and took all the acts of the world in her stride.

"It's only a threat if you have nothing to say about it, King Hayden"

The silver mask over her eyes and the top of her face made Ulv's emotions hard to gauge, but the steady cadence of her words and breathing made it clear she was calm, collected, and in control of herself. Which was a very strange thing to see for Ulv, given her proclivities.

"The greatest of men may falter in a moment of absolute weakness, but....I was the one who brought Abalia here to Vastime. I was the one who plucked her from the world of gray and brought her to stand with those who feel with their hearts. I was the one to nurture her heart when she worried that her inexperience with emotion caused her to doubt her love for you. And if my support has led her to despair then I must rectify it. Even if the despair is you"

It was quite a thing, listening to this form of Ulv. She did not speak loudly, or quickly, or with any of the iconic vigor or sheer delight of life! It was gentle, like a field of flowers flowing in the breeze. Even in such a situation. Not did she move, the small but constant ticks of Ulv, as if jittering with more energy than could be controlled, the constant shuffling of body and gesticulating of hands to reinforce her words. This woman, was akin to a statue.

"So please, explain to me how it came about that Liu carries your child"

Ulv stood, looking to the man as he spoke, and was still for some moments before nodding.

"A shame. I must merely hope then" Ulv spoke. Simple and without embellishment, she gave Hayden a curtsey and turned to leave. Maybe she should have anticipated such a thing. But anticipation didn't work when you acted with your heart. Leaving out through the door, she would feel some loss at the connection. Though, it was one sided, if she was honest, the man had never been one for Ulv. She had to let go of the things of the past, like Rakki, and now Hayden.

While striding out of the place, she related somewhat to Cyrus. It was a weight, to try and bare the world and personal connections together. A weight that crushed a person regardless of might...