sweet dreams till sunbeams find you, sweet dreams that leave all worries behind you
"Perhaps." Safrin agrees, looking up toward Sunjata even as she cuddles their daughter close. "And she might have had time to grow up before hearing it, if you did not share your bed with one of her demigods." So much that they might have protected the young girl from, if only Sunjata had not welcomed doom in her life.
'Well, once, long long ago, the Voice strayed away from everything good and right in the world. She believed herself to be more clever than Rae and thought she could make life on her own. Can you imagine what Vi must have thought? All the centuries that he has worked, to have a woman hardly more than a teenager, decide she knew better?" Tutting, the goddess shakes her head as she strokes Kamaria's hair. "She killed thousands in a war that happened a long, long time ago. She is a very bad person. And Nate?" With a weary sigh, Safrin frowns sadly. Even so, her eyes flick coldly to Sunjata. Because like or not, not a word she was about to say was untrue.
And he knew it.
"One day your daddy came to me and asked me to protect Nate. I said I would, that I would keep him safe. Only Nate did exactly what the Voice did long ago. He thought he knew better. So he gave himself over to the bad woman, and now? Now she can see through his eyes and hear through his ears. She can move his fingers if she wants to." Can kill a child while she sleeps in her bed. Safrin adds silently, for Sunjata's benefit. "So you see my love, when he is around, it is like the Voice is around." Tugging her closer, the goddess presses a gentle kiss to her forehead.
It might be worthwhile to lead with someone else. You have had so much to deal with, and things will only get worse the closer we are to war. I vowed to you that I would never set you against Nate and that is true. But as Governor, you have responsibilities to your people, and if we are to keep them safe, the lines between Torchline and the ascended cannot remain as blurry as you have allowed.
'Well, once, long long ago, the Voice strayed away from everything good and right in the world. She believed herself to be more clever than Rae and thought she could make life on her own. Can you imagine what Vi must have thought? All the centuries that he has worked, to have a woman hardly more than a teenager, decide she knew better?" Tutting, the goddess shakes her head as she strokes Kamaria's hair. "She killed thousands in a war that happened a long, long time ago. She is a very bad person. And Nate?" With a weary sigh, Safrin frowns sadly. Even so, her eyes flick coldly to Sunjata. Because like or not, not a word she was about to say was untrue.
And he knew it.
"One day your daddy came to me and asked me to protect Nate. I said I would, that I would keep him safe. Only Nate did exactly what the Voice did long ago. He thought he knew better. So he gave himself over to the bad woman, and now? Now she can see through his eyes and hear through his ears. She can move his fingers if she wants to." Can kill a child while she sleeps in her bed. Safrin adds silently, for Sunjata's benefit. "So you see my love, when he is around, it is like the Voice is around." Tugging her closer, the goddess presses a gentle kiss to her forehead.
It might be worthwhile to lead with someone else. You have had so much to deal with, and things will only get worse the closer we are to war. I vowed to you that I would never set you against Nate and that is true. But as Governor, you have responsibilities to your people, and if we are to keep them safe, the lines between Torchline and the ascended cannot remain as blurry as you have allowed.
but in your dreams whatever they be, dream a little dream of me
