Eli
Eli shook his head, not sure if she was on the side of the Queen or against her, but something in him compelled him to defend her, defend Zariah. "Nah, nah... you listen Phoebe, our Queen is what this place needs, someone to hold it together, advance us and I for one will gladly stand by her. So if Emmett wants to stand in the way of that, then well, that's his problem. You, Phoebe have done nothing wrong- you're loyal, like me and we have to stick together, you understand? This ain't your fault, you can be sure of that. he said, sounding so sure of himself and his position, sounding as though the Queen was infallible and to him, she indeed was- it was a far cry from how he'd felt before, but... something had clearly changed.
He looked at her, becoming a little irritated; he went to rest a hand on her shoulder. "You look at me Phoebe, you look at me; you shouldn't have kept the peace, you don't just agree and roll over, you fight for what you know is right, just like me, yeah? It hurts, but you were right to stand your ground, Emmett was in the wrong, he sounds like a damned fool." Eli said to her, so sure, so intensely righteous, as if making some grand speech, his eyes burning with a passion rarely seen, yet here it was, on display for it. It was hard to not be inspired.
He looked at her, becoming a little irritated; he went to rest a hand on her shoulder. "You look at me Phoebe, you look at me; you shouldn't have kept the peace, you don't just agree and roll over, you fight for what you know is right, just like me, yeah? It hurts, but you were right to stand your ground, Emmett was in the wrong, he sounds like a damned fool." Eli said to her, so sure, so intensely righteous, as if making some grand speech, his eyes burning with a passion rarely seen, yet here it was, on display for it. It was hard to not be inspired.
"Si vis pacem, para bellum." - If you want peace, prepare for war.
