dont know where the lights are taking us
but something in the night is dangerous
but something in the night is dangerous
She laughs bitterly. “You know as well as I do that if three centuries of shitty living won’t bring them to you, the blight isn’t likely to, either. Not when they have such popular Old God fanatics in their midst.” Rexanna is an outlier. Wessex sighs, because she doesn’t care so much if Ronin dies, if half of them die, she cares about the aftermath - their anger and what anger can do, and especially the way they outnumber the bright ones. “I’m more than willing to try, but I’m afraid they won’t be very open to the perks of being bright if they think you’re responsible for this. Is there anything I can offer them, other than what I would say: that so much was trapped in our Bubble and examples, it could be anything?”
She’s not trying to push the matter. But they are five against many. They have a Queen to protect them from public persecution (and they are plenty able to defend themselves), they have the night to flee into if they must, but they are ultimately as in the dark about it as the rest of Caido is.
She’s not trying to push the matter. But they are five against many. They have a Queen to protect them from public persecution (and they are plenty able to defend themselves), they have the night to flee into if they must, but they are ultimately as in the dark about it as the rest of Caido is.
