As I've learned the hard way, back home, once you give something a Name, it exists.
[Her anger is palpable at that. So palpable, in fact, that a glimmer rises off of her skin. The older than old part of Mina's person, the simmering power just below the surface, rises now, filling the air with something terrifying.
It's the Queen. The Fae trying to get out, trying to take control. She can't of course. Mina's will is strong and the Queen's hold on her is weakened by thirds. But she's rattling in her cage.]
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[Her anger is palpable at that. So palpable, in fact, that a glimmer rises off of her skin. The older than old part of Mina's person, the simmering power just below the surface, rises now, filling the air with something terrifying.
It's the Queen. The Fae trying to get out, trying to take control. She can't of course. Mina's will is strong and the Queen's hold on her is weakened by thirds. But she's rattling in her cage.]