the baffled king composing hallelujah
Ronin tsked in the back of his throat, shaking his head and smiling bashfully to Remi. "I feel as though if any of you knew me not five years ago, you'd eat your words," he muttered. Had he really grown so much, from ruffian to hero? To leader, if some were to be believed? Speaking of which... "Amalia visited the guild a few days ago. She asked me to reconsider... well. Everything we discussed," he admitted.
As the other man spoke again of Zariah and the sweet poison she laced her words with, Ronin worried his lower lip between his teeth. Eventually, he shrugged. "Honestly, Remi, it comes down to what you believe. If you have that conviction then I think you'll be able to refuse her. What is right and what is wrong is so nebulous, that you can only really follow your own heart." He smiled sadly, wishing it was easier.
"I believe what she is doing is wrong, and so I stand against it. What do you think? That's all that matters. That will help you make your decisions, and help you live with them."
As the other man spoke again of Zariah and the sweet poison she laced her words with, Ronin worried his lower lip between his teeth. Eventually, he shrugged. "Honestly, Remi, it comes down to what you believe. If you have that conviction then I think you'll be able to refuse her. What is right and what is wrong is so nebulous, that you can only really follow your own heart." He smiled sadly, wishing it was easier.
"I believe what she is doing is wrong, and so I stand against it. What do you think? That's all that matters. That will help you make your decisions, and help you live with them."
