and on to the glory at my right hand
It doesn't feel right, to approach the lighthouse with a quest still outstanding from Vi. But it isn't the God of Life he's come to petition right now - it's his herald. The night is bible black, though dawn can't be far off, and in the distance he can still hear the clamour from the docks, the refugees continuing to flood into Torchline, the result of one woman's decision causing so much endless carnage and upheaval. And with the seed of a plan already trying to take root from his conversation at King's End, the Knight feels, here and now, that Safrin above all others is who will understand him best.
Forgive me for not speaking aloud, he murmurs, using the Attuned bond though he knows all too well that the lady of the stars won't even need that much to peel his thoughts from his mind. Dropping to one knee before the shrine, he settles the bouquet of freshly picked stargazer lilies before her altar. I can't risk anyone overhearing this. Now more than ever.
His clothes are still crumpled and dusty from the night's work, sand and wood splinters in his dark hair, and he doesn't look nearly his best; not the way he'd normally dare to approach Safrin. But tonight, like at Longnight, is an exception. Dahlia is the reason for all this. The reason Stormbreak's citizens had to flee. The reason my children are in danger. The reason I can't fight this fight. He grits his teeth, shaking his head as if to try to keep his temper bound tight.
If we can take her out of the picture... He doesn't need to finish that thought. I know plenty of people who will bring that battle to her, myself included. But I know from experience how much of a disadvantage we're at, and if we get this wrong... He sincerely doubts they'll have a second chance at it. Is there any advice you can give me, Safrin? Anything we've missed?
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Forgive me for not speaking aloud, he murmurs, using the Attuned bond though he knows all too well that the lady of the stars won't even need that much to peel his thoughts from his mind. Dropping to one knee before the shrine, he settles the bouquet of freshly picked stargazer lilies before her altar. I can't risk anyone overhearing this. Now more than ever.
His clothes are still crumpled and dusty from the night's work, sand and wood splinters in his dark hair, and he doesn't look nearly his best; not the way he'd normally dare to approach Safrin. But tonight, like at Longnight, is an exception. Dahlia is the reason for all this. The reason Stormbreak's citizens had to flee. The reason my children are in danger. The reason I can't fight this fight. He grits his teeth, shaking his head as if to try to keep his temper bound tight.
If we can take her out of the picture... He doesn't need to finish that thought. I know plenty of people who will bring that battle to her, myself included. But I know from experience how much of a disadvantage we're at, and if we get this wrong... He sincerely doubts they'll have a second chance at it. Is there any advice you can give me, Safrin? Anything we've missed?
I would like to spend 600MP for Critical Plot Information for Ronin pls! <3
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