Sohalia arrived to find Flora already seated in the Glade, and though a part of her longed to rush to her friend’s side, she couldn’t help but hold herself back. She’d spent days raging at Flora, hurt and betrayed by her best friend, and yet now… now she found that she was less angry at being lied to and deceived, and more angry that Flora’s stunt could have cost her in ways that she couldn’t even imagine.
It could have taken Flora from her forever, and that was something that the Luminary couldn’t quite stomach.
So her voice, when she spoke, was quiet, measured, and surprisingly devoid of rage. ”Flora.” Still, she couldn’t quite summon a smile for her friend, watching her instead with a mixture of fear and uncertainty, as though not really inclined to believe that this was truly the real Flora. That this could be some trick by the Family, that perhaps Flora’s scheming had gone wrong, that maybe she was next on the Family’s agenda for her own recent meddling and that this was how they’d get her. ”Are you - you know, you?”
It could have taken Flora from her forever, and that was something that the Luminary couldn’t quite stomach.
So her voice, when she spoke, was quiet, measured, and surprisingly devoid of rage. ”Flora.” Still, she couldn’t quite summon a smile for her friend, watching her instead with a mixture of fear and uncertainty, as though not really inclined to believe that this was truly the real Flora. That this could be some trick by the Family, that perhaps Flora’s scheming had gone wrong, that maybe she was next on the Family’s agenda for her own recent meddling and that this was how they’d get her. ”Are you - you know, you?”
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
