Cia huffed and focused her attention on Draven again, "Well of course he's drinking water. Do you think that I wouldn't know water when I smell it?" She was almost insulted by his insinuation. With a petulant pout, she sat back in her chair again, lifting a hand to flick back a lock of hair over her shoulder. He was a tough one, she thought. She knew her excuses, her reasons were not being taken as truth and for that, she almost admired him. Many would have been fooled by her pretty face and fine form. But he focused on her words and for all intents and purposes, most of them thus far had been quite false and at the very least, misleading.
And that was what made her talk. Shame no longer crossed her features, but a small amount of trepidation did. She had to tell someone, didn't she? How else would she begin to atone for her sins?
"Ondine are not allowed to kill, but in self defense, but even then it is frowned upon," her voice had softened so that the words would stay just between them, "My river was drying up..it had been dammed several miles from where I made my home...year after year, the trickle grew weaker," water forgotten, she nearly knocked it over when she leaned forward. But her smile was not one of regret as it should have been, but triumph for her her actions, "I killed them. The town that had decided that their...lake was more important than my river. I wiped them out."
But it was at that point that her face fell, golden eyes squeezing shut, "And then, I was banished."