The Silver Queen [AU]

[Tethras Clan]

Zevran grins, kissing their temple. "You really are a wonder, Helene. Thank you."

[Helene Dakesh]

The blush deepens. "This one is not a healer, but this one can learn the basics."

[Tethras Clan]

Nodding, Zevran reluctantly lets Helene go, propping his hop on the edge of the table. "Do you have any truthing spells readied?"

[Helene Dakesh]

Helene nods. "This one typically prepares such. Is this one's help required?"

[Tethras Clan]

"There are... concerns, regarding whether the new widow was an active or coerced participant in Ozy's depravities," Zevran says softly. 

[Helene Dakesh]

"Oh. This one would be glad to assist."

[Tethras Clan]

"The good captain is currently making sure our crew hasn't lost their skill, so she shall not be attending the... interview. But she would like to look over your transcript later," he adds with a weak smile. "Do you want to finish your chapter or..?"

[Helene Dakesh]

"No, this one is prepared."

And so, shortly thereafter, Helene and Zevran make their way into the guest chambers, where they find the recently self-made widow Lady Olocaryn sitting at the desk, reading from a book, as Vig keeps her company, grooming his fur. Both look up when the pair enter and Helene makes a bow.

"Greetings. This one is Seeker Helene-who-was-Dakesh."

[Coquette Blacquin]

"Lady Coquette Olocaryn," replies the woman smoothly, getting up to curtsy, eyes on the floor.

[Tethras Clan]

"And to introduce myself a bit more honestly, I am Zevran, first mate of the Siren's Echo. We'd like to ask you a few questions about... well, more than a few things really. Slavery and torture mostly," Zevran says blandly.

[Coquette Blacquin]

A strange, unreadable look comes into her eye then, even as she keeps her head angled downward. "I am certain I know little of such things, my lord," she says smoothly. 

[Tethras Clan]

"...right, you only married a intercity slaver and helped him rape and torture my beloved," Zevran says tightly, a strange and very readable look of violence in his own eyes. "Helene, if you would?"

[Helene Dakesh]

Helene wastes no time; they begin gesturing. "This one is casting a Zone of Truth. Pardon this one's impertinence, but the circumstances do not allow me to negotiate for your consent at this time. This one appreciates your cooperation."

[Coquette Blacquin]

Widow Olocaryn blinks, as if she's not sure if she ought to be laughing or what. "A-alright." Then the spell kicks in, and she says nothing further, unable to say she's happy -- or even willing -- to participate fully.

[Tethras Clan]

Zevran opens his mouth to begin his questioning, and finds himself asking, "why would you marry that monster?"