I swear I still believe but I don't know
Ronin's brow furrows at Seren's remarks, the Knight pressing a gentle kiss to the crown of her head. "I will speak to Safrin about it, if I get the chance" he says softly. He doesn't mention wondering whether the little pocket dimension would have collapsed in on itself at the point of Seren's death - doesn't want to suggest it when already the conversation is so dark. Instead, taking a long deep breath and sighing it out, Ronin steps back enough to clasp her shoulders. (He's long dropped his drink to the sand).
"I love you," he says with a sad smile. "That will never change, whether you're here, in the stars or in Mort's Halls. And it means so much that you're here now." Drawing her back against him, the Knight spends a long few seconds merely standing with his daughter, sharing that space and time they so often had to fight for during her life.
"I love you," he says with a sad smile. "That will never change, whether you're here, in the stars or in Mort's Halls. And it means so much that you're here now." Drawing her back against him, the Knight spends a long few seconds merely standing with his daughter, sharing that space and time they so often had to fight for during her life.
the white knight
