happy birthday to you

WESSEX after all is said and done you're just a carnivore let you in and drink my blood you're nothing but a monster The Wraith listens and for a moment, it’s like she’s back with Magrethe, the two of them talking about men in their beds before falling asleep. Wessex would be asked about her sexual conquests and Magrethe would be asked about love, about the feelings her sister didn’t seem to experiences. Here she is again, fifteen years later and the circumstances haven’t changed that much, have they? She still hasn’t been in love. ‘In lust’ a hundred times, let herself be consumed with Edrei. But love, other than platonic and familial love, has always eluded her. “Sounds like all good things, especially that you can put yourself first. Not many women can do that,” she says with a small smile. There’s a reason why there aren’t many Ascended women: because it means you can’t have kids, and if you do have kids, you’ll watch them grow old and die while you won’t change at all. It’s an inherently selfish move, Wessex thinks, allowing them to live for themselves because they theoretically have all the time in the world. What should they do with it if not better themselves? She is very glad that Rexanna is happy and if we’re being totally honest, just a little jealous. Not about Bastien, of course, but that someone loves her as wholly and selflessly as he does. “You deserve it.” And she does - they all think so, it’s obvious.