these violent delights have violent ends
"Portals are portals." The queen snaps. "Before the barrier was up and the gods were forced to cage your master, movement wasn't restricted. There were no storms. Nothing to prevent anyone from going anywhere." She crossed her arms. "What your people do or don't want, where they do or do not want to go has nothing to do with us. Had you asked, had you made this a discussion instead of a blood bath we would be on very different terms now. But just as you did when the barrier fell, you ignored our autonomy and our laws."
As Wessex mentions being brought against their will, the Guardian pauses. Her moss-lit eyes sparkling darkly. "Do they not know then, Queen Wessex? Just who it was who brought them here against their will?" Was that the goal of it then? To erase the Voice's treachery in bringing the Outlanders here in the first place, that it was because of she that they were all caged as they were for centuries? By allowing them movement? To Halo of all places?
As Wessex mentions being brought against their will, the Guardian pauses. Her moss-lit eyes sparkling darkly. "Do they not know then, Queen Wessex? Just who it was who brought them here against their will?" Was that the goal of it then? To erase the Voice's treachery in bringing the Outlanders here in the first place, that it was because of she that they were all caged as they were for centuries? By allowing them movement? To Halo of all places?
