Forsake your loved ones, to protect yourself.
Delphine was quiet, watching Acantha's reaction to the show of magic. The little girl squealed, clapping her hands, even as the dragon charged her. She didn't flinch away. The girl giggled quietly, turning to see how her sister had reacted, and the little cowaring girl had actually reached out to try and catch bits of the lightning bolts, squirming to be placed down. Her mother assented, and turned her full focus to Zariah.
"Or ask you to be my master." She shrugged, "I was never good at deciding what was the best thing for myself. But I am useful." When someone else called the shots. That was the problem in the first place.
"I want to learn for them," she nodded to the two girls, who were on the ground searching out lightning bolts. "And for myself."
"Or ask you to be my master." She shrugged, "I was never good at deciding what was the best thing for myself. But I am useful." When someone else called the shots. That was the problem in the first place.
"I want to learn for them," she nodded to the two girls, who were on the ground searching out lightning bolts. "And for myself."
