ISLA
"Remi was a person before he was your father," Isla reminds Flora gently through a chuckle, sipping at her drink and shaking her head. Because yes, they did, a few times actually. Back to the best bit, though. "Mm, that's right." She nods. "And I fulfilled that clause. Wouldn't normally be a problem, but as an Ascended, the Voice could act through us, when she needed to. So any time I was near Remi, there was always a risk that..." Well, that the goddess would flood her thoughts and take the Lullaby out in a very, very permanent way.
"It nearly happened once, at Stormbreak. I think that's when he must have decided that he had to forget me." Because of course, she doesn't know, having never been privy to the discussion. "He sent me a letter to say he was going to Ludo, and that..." That she would be the only person to carry their memories forward. Feeling her throat wanting to grow tight, Isla steels herself. "That was that. Everything I've just told you, he has no idea ever happened."
And then they lost the war, she lost Cal, and she discovered what being alone really, truly felt like.
"It nearly happened once, at Stormbreak. I think that's when he must have decided that he had to forget me." Because of course, she doesn't know, having never been privy to the discussion. "He sent me a letter to say he was going to Ludo, and that..." That she would be the only person to carry their memories forward. Feeling her throat wanting to grow tight, Isla steels herself. "That was that. Everything I've just told you, he has no idea ever happened."
And then they lost the war, she lost Cal, and she discovered what being alone really, truly felt like.
apres moi le deluge
after me comes the flood
after me comes the flood
