make peace with your broken pieces
Nate, the Shield is confident, will be protected by his lover, and as for the other? "Sam will be safe. I made sure." This is the promise she extracted, an oath not to hurt those who repent. Though now thinking of the butchered man and his strew body Amalia has to wonder who he was. If he was innocent, in the end.
It's a tempting thing to share the burden of knowledge. Remi is right: giving him a name will relieve her of some of that weight, spread the load between them. It will no longer be on Amalia alone to manage the monsters, and yet...
Spreading her palms out before her, Amalia stares down at her lap. "My hands haven't been clean for a long time, Remi." It hurts to say aloud, to admit that she has sinned and failed and sinned again, but still it is the truth. Smiling sadly, she shakes her head. "I'll... talk to them. You have enough to carry, and Ludo to worry about."
It's a tempting thing to share the burden of knowledge. Remi is right: giving him a name will relieve her of some of that weight, spread the load between them. It will no longer be on Amalia alone to manage the monsters, and yet...
Spreading her palms out before her, Amalia stares down at her lap. "My hands haven't been clean for a long time, Remi." It hurts to say aloud, to admit that she has sinned and failed and sinned again, but still it is the truth. Smiling sadly, she shakes her head. "I'll... talk to them. You have enough to carry, and Ludo to worry about."
shield of safrin
