WESSEX
the wraith
The weight of their very small world, yes, it hangs on her shoulders; monstrously heavy sometimes, but all the lighter with small victories like this: people she loves coming to her, confiding in her again, trusting (even if it isn’t total trust) that she will do the right thing. How she’s gone from sword for hire to fucking do-gooder with a tentative hold on her temper is anyone’s guess. Sheer will power, maybe. Or divine intervention. It isn’t quite chameleonic, she can’t change the shape of herself to be what others want her to be (a female version of Ronin, perhaps), but it is adaptive. And if nothing else, Wessex has always adapted in order to survive, whether it’s soothing out some of her sharper, rougher edges, or embracing the power her Lady gives her.
Amalia, for all her gentleness, could do well to embrace the power the Old Gods have given her. It is not for nothing.
She sighs and closes her eyes, reverting to an old gesture of putting her hands to her brow. “What I meant is - why did you say it like that? Like I might do something bad to them instead of something more appropriate.” Like she’s the old Wessex, and the old Wessex has violence filling her to the very brim some days. Like she might be a loose canon, despite the past season of leading. Like with Ronin incapacitated, she might… what? Be acting? Putting on a massive facade? Or like she’s no better than Roana? This - this has to be talked out, tired as they are. It went so poorly last time, it turned into something else entirely. Maybe this time will be different.
“Thank you. I appreciate that,” the Wraith says to the Shield’s promise, also unwilling to press whether that extended to standing idly by and letting someone try and kill them, or if it was just opposition to the action itself. But there’s just one niggling little thing, and it makes her wince to say it. “Even if… Safrin told you to?”
She just needs to hear it. That one promise.
she's pullin' the trigger
cause it's me and the moon, she says
and i have no trouble with that
