HENRY
I was waiting for something extraordinary
but as the years wasted on...
but as the years wasted on...
In a flash of electric light, she is there; the Voice. Though she's much more than that, appearing as an eternally youthful woman. There was a song in the air as she seated herself on the shrine. Her striking eyes graced over Henry. His own gaze was widened in wonder. He remained still, looking up at the Voice as she addressed the issue of the Order. She shared her own experience, of being cast away for who she was. Judging from the look in her magnetic eyes, there was more to tell.
His gaze flicked back over Wessex and Amun, expecting Wessex to simply continue forward with the plans of keeping the Order out of the Grounds. Only, she wanted to take it a step further. Henry had some doubts about the initial request of some kind of alarm system. He had to question if figuring out the intent of a person would be so easy - let alone anyone who entered the Grounds. He glanced over at Amun to see the man's reaction to all of it but, as far as Henry knew, he remained silent and didn't give anything away. He supposed any measure of defense against the Order would be great but, if he was in Wessex's shoes, he would try to go above and beyond for his people too.
Belril stepping forward surprised Henry the most, out of everything else going on around them. For someone so timid, he found that to be pretty bold. But he didn't move to stop him, didn't really move from his place in the background, a mere witness to everything going on with his own opinions being guarded carefully to himself. Henry was curious what Belril wanted to ask that might have been so important to interrupt Wessex and the Voice.
His gaze flicked back over Wessex and Amun, expecting Wessex to simply continue forward with the plans of keeping the Order out of the Grounds. Only, she wanted to take it a step further. Henry had some doubts about the initial request of some kind of alarm system. He had to question if figuring out the intent of a person would be so easy - let alone anyone who entered the Grounds. He glanced over at Amun to see the man's reaction to all of it but, as far as Henry knew, he remained silent and didn't give anything away. He supposed any measure of defense against the Order would be great but, if he was in Wessex's shoes, he would try to go above and beyond for his people too.
Belril stepping forward surprised Henry the most, out of everything else going on around them. For someone so timid, he found that to be pretty bold. But he didn't move to stop him, didn't really move from his place in the background, a mere witness to everything going on with his own opinions being guarded carefully to himself. Henry was curious what Belril wanted to ask that might have been so important to interrupt Wessex and the Voice.
nothing ever did
unless I caused it
unless I caused it
