RONIN
THE WHITE KNIGHT
"It really was a gift. I had only lost Vanya a season before; she died giving birth to my first daughter, Aoife." And here is where grief does slice through his expression however briefly, hollowing the warmth in his eyes and causing his fingers to tighten around his glass of liquor. Clearing his throat as if to swiftly move on, he considers Alys's question. "I was, of course. I mean, there was no pain, no fatigue or anything like that. And I did not die clean, put it that way. So it was good to feel whole again."
Thoughtful, he takes another sip of his drink. "It was hard, though. From up in Safrin's sky I could watch my loved ones each night, see them trying to continue on without me and carrying all that loss with them." He wrinkles his nose and gives a gentle shake of his head. "And they were determined, more than I ever could have thought. One of them - Ashetta, her name was - bargained her own gift of immortality to bring me back. That's how I became a demigod, through a combination of her sacrifice and Safrin's magic."
Thoughtful, he takes another sip of his drink. "It was hard, though. From up in Safrin's sky I could watch my loved ones each night, see them trying to continue on without me and carrying all that loss with them." He wrinkles his nose and gives a gentle shake of his head. "And they were determined, more than I ever could have thought. One of them - Ashetta, her name was - bargained her own gift of immortality to bring me back. That's how I became a demigod, through a combination of her sacrifice and Safrin's magic."
now don’t you lose hope
I swear I never dream that we’re alone
I swear I still believe but I don’t know
