NERON
show me how defenceless you really are
Neron had not heard anything about Wessex's encounter with Morgan. Neron, indeed, had heard and cared very little since all of that stormy water had rushed under the bridge with Peter's death, with Zariah's thumb pressing down on him, with his brother being his usually disturbed self. The Warden stepped through the portal without any pomp, and he was alone as well. Something he had increasingly felt was necessary.
Giving a brief nod to Wessex, he glanced around the Spire portal to check that she was similarly by herself, before gesturing for her to lead the way. "I believe this is the first time I have seen you properly on your own turf," he remarked with a quiet smile. "I was beginning to think you preferred the cold of Halo."
Giving a brief nod to Wessex, he glanced around the Spire portal to check that she was similarly by herself, before gesturing for her to lead the way. "I believe this is the first time I have seen you properly on your own turf," he remarked with a quiet smile. "I was beginning to think you preferred the cold of Halo."
