It....was Ludo's rags?! Despite the rest of Maea's words it would be clear from the look on Sam's face he was mortified by this. Was she going to be alright? Had Ludo taken over her mind? That would explain this sudden rush for a council setting up...everything he heard past that point was coloured by this thought.
Still, he stayed quiet and listened to her explanations. In theory, he agreed. Things were chaotic right now, tensions rising on a definite sharp angle. Some kind of ruling council could be a good idea, someone for the crowd to turn to when a hard decision had to be made. But the selection of people she'd made was bizarre to him, as well as her own role as leader, which she admitted herself.
He looked between them all. "But...I don't understand your choices, Maea. Why me? I just make books...Evie just makes potions...we aren't guild leaders, or fighters or important merchants."
Still, he stayed quiet and listened to her explanations. In theory, he agreed. Things were chaotic right now, tensions rising on a definite sharp angle. Some kind of ruling council could be a good idea, someone for the crowd to turn to when a hard decision had to be made. But the selection of people she'd made was bizarre to him, as well as her own role as leader, which she admitted herself.
He looked between them all. "But...I don't understand your choices, Maea. Why me? I just make books...Evie just makes potions...we aren't guild leaders, or fighters or important merchants."
Sam
It's time that I let go
Of things I can't control
This path that I've taken
Is the only one I know
Of things I can't control
This path that I've taken
Is the only one I know
