i came and sat in your pew

KIADA

You think I'll be the night sky,
so that you can be the star?

The knife is put away, the Wraith allowed in, and Kiada shutting the door tight behind her. She guides the Queen to the kitchen, before she takes a seat, her question aired with a bit of apprehension, dark brows furrowing together in confusion as she asks where they were leaving to. Her head tilts, having evidently misjudged the idea of Wessex’s visit. “For the Grounds.” She says as if it’s the only thing that makes sense to her.

But perhaps there needs to be more explanation. “Don’t we have to go to the Grounds for LongNight?” She asks, carefully watching Wessex’s face for a reaction, a response. She still doesn’t want to go, but there’s a stronger part of that keeps telling her that she simply won’t get the choice, that it’s the cards that have been dealt, and that she simply needs to deal with it.

And so she is. She’s dealing. And coping.

i'll swallow you whole.