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[ten_of_swords]

He leads her from that room into the dining hall where all the cards have gathered.

Choice stands behind them, his hazel eyes bright as he takes in those that have joined them this momentous day.

"Our Queen of Swords!" he announces. They cheer, and Moon rushes up to give her new sister a tight hug. Others begin to do the same -- Skill with Chloe in her arms, Fortune with his warm blue eyes, blind Justice...

Ruin's hand remains on her lower back, never leaving her side, as he watches her being received by the family.

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[destroy_restart]

"Nobody apreciates that which dislodges them from their familiar perch," Tower shrugged. "That's our destiny, my dear sister."

Among the Minor Arcana, Misery was one of those closer to him - misery and penury were one of the things that would precipitate painful but necessary change.

[ladyofmisery.livejournal.com]

She stared at the ground, a familiar voice in her mind. One that had been in her mind for days. The reason why she chose not to mingle and subject the new-born Queen of Swords to something Mary Anne didn't deserve to have thrust upon her.

"Why is it that, when I'm with you Triz, I'm never as happy as others are? I should be, but I'm not."

"Security is paramount to the happy sentient Tower, we both know this."

But so much of happiness was illusion. It was their job to clear away the illusions and bring the sentients back into reality—no matter how harsh it was to them.

Which would lead them to be cursed, even if the ones receiving the rude awakening did not know who they were angry at.

[destroy_restart]

"And we have been doing this down many ages of many worlds," he agreed, nodding. "Dragging them kicking and screaming off the trees in the first place, as it were, down the course of their history, pushing them off their high horses more times than we can hope to count."

Sometimes, they had had to be truly brutal indeed.

[ladyofmisery.livejournal.com]

"And always with the same results. It's as if they are stuck in a constant state of misplaced optimism."

A look at the happy people that milled about.

This conversation should be taken outside, and she indicated a door that, through a winding stairway, led to the outside of the castle. Of course, they did not have to go outside, just into the stairwell itself.

They could come back later; they just needed to do what they could to keep the tone upbeat.

[destroy_restart]

Tower turned to follow her; he would return later to talk to the new Queen of Swords, she who had arrived at the good end of change, of which he ruled the painful beginning.

"Let us lurk in a corner," he said, "instead of being the skeletons at the feast. Optimism is an addiction to the sentients, I fear."

[ladyofmisery.livejournal.com]

And One Crow, who symbolised the initial feelings of loss that change brings with it. Loss and regret, though regret was the purvue of the fifth Cup-sibling, not the fifth child in the Pentacles family.

"Of course."

Away from the festivities they could indulge their notoriously somber attitudes without upsetting aanyone else in the process.