It’s true, she would have been pandering to Bastien if she’d let him win and she suspects that neither of them are those kinds of people. Well, her Advisor might be, but she is not - not in this kind of thing.
She’s able to knock Bastien off his board and even though she goes down to the ground with him, she’s satisfied with the whole exercise. He did well. He committed. He used what he had to his advantage. Grinning, even though the game is over, she offers him an approving nod. “No, they’d likely taunt you and say you’re the worst artist ever, just to get you to come out and fight them.”
Or reappear as Rexanna, but shhhhhhhh that already happened. Wessex accepts his offered hand and stands back up, dusting herself off. “Well done. We can train like this any time you like. I’m not all brute force and weapons… there are so many ways to hone useful skills like this.” And if he lets her, she’ll go on until they arrive at either her place or his, parting ways in the calm before the storm.
{FIN}
She’s able to knock Bastien off his board and even though she goes down to the ground with him, she’s satisfied with the whole exercise. He did well. He committed. He used what he had to his advantage. Grinning, even though the game is over, she offers him an approving nod. “No, they’d likely taunt you and say you’re the worst artist ever, just to get you to come out and fight them.”
{FIN}
The Wraith
the bright
the thing in the night
the bright
the thing in the night
Wessex
