empires fall when we move the unmovable, so tell me all of my secrets, tell me all of my lies,
Keenly aware of the others who are there - Amun, ever present (Goddess, he doesn’t get enough credit, does he?), but Belril and Henry are a welcome surprise - she flashes them all a tight smile as the Voice arrives, radiant and eternally youthful. The Queen’s face seems to soften a little bit, the hardness in her melting under her Lady’s light. She can appreciate a good show.
“Not just the Order, if it’s not too much to ask. Anyone who could be under their influence. Anyone who would harm the Ascended or attack the Grounds.” Wessex fully realizes that’s a lot to ask. “Is it possible to assess a non-Grounder’s intentions as they enter?” Some mind-reading magic? Some tech? The people voted for an alarm system, but what’s better than an alarm system? Something that keeps them out in the first place.
Sorry not sorry.
“Not just the Order, if it’s not too much to ask. Anyone who could be under their influence. Anyone who would harm the Ascended or attack the Grounds.” Wessex fully realizes that’s a lot to ask. “Is it possible to assess a non-Grounder’s intentions as they enter?” Some mind-reading magic? Some tech? The people voted for an alarm system, but what’s better than an alarm system? Something that keeps them out in the first place.
Sorry not sorry.
WESSEX
