WESSEX
Well. The Ascended had intended to keep her mouth shut a while longer, but with the other girl’s question, she finds herself on the spot. The face is familiar, pretty, too - but she can’t put a name to it. If she’s here, she must be either friend or family to Amalia and her group. Meeting the girl’s clear gaze with her own, she sighs softly and tilts her head to one side. “More or less. Minus the throne part at the end. Fuck kings and queens. Seems to me that war leaders - ” and make no mistake about it, this would likely be a war of sorts, “ - may not be the best peace leaders. And vice versa. So, yeah, if we’re talking about the long game, then don’t give the high and mighty bitch up in her house a reason to screw our plans up.” She shrugs. Zaraih should know that trying to kill Ronin wouldn’t go over very well with the general population - but she could probably make his life very difficult. Same with Rory. That's not to say they wouldn't be good support to the leader. They just... can't know more than their own bits and pieces.
That's how an underground Resistance works, right? Nobody knows everything, no more than their part in their machine, so if they're caught, they can't bring the whole operation down. Ideally the leader of the Resistance wouldn’t have to take the fall for anything or anyone. But they don’t live in an ideal world. In the end, Wessex is technically expendable. No one would accept her as a legitimate ruler. She has no blood left. Few would miss her.
No, I’ll be the stone
I’ll be the hunter, a tower that casts the shade
I lie awake and watch it all
I’ll be the hunter, a tower that casts the shade
I lie awake and watch it all
