REXANNA
Rome wasn't built in a day.
She agreed with him, that it was never easy to move from place to place and start over from the beginning again. This was her third time in doing so, but at least things had gone right this time. She continued to work with the sealing as he spoke of Caido and she listened. However, when Are reached the part of people telling him it was dead she turned back to glance at him with a raised eyebrow. It wasn’t dead, but it wasn’t perfect either. No place ever was. And with the barrier in place it likely would remain in a kind of purgatory. A limbo place with nothing truly big and plenty truly bad. But she digressed, turning back to the sealing to finish up the one window as Are continued.She didn’t know what Aros was, but she finished cleaning up the window before she turned to him and offered a soft smile. “I see more too.” She said with a small nod in agreement, watching while he dropped the boulder onto the pile and questioning her what she would build onto a strong foundation here. For a moment, she saw Halyven in its prime; white castle walls settled up within the mountains, people happy and singing and dancing, a tempered climate with seasons that didn’t bring destruction and terror down onto its people. And she smiled to Are then, uncertain of how to articulate what she wanted to say. “A safer place? One with plenty of space and welcoming overall.” She paused. “Uncertain of how to do any of that with no clear leadership.” Because there wasn’t in Caido.
Only Naturals and Outlanders grappling for decision making. How could you start and try to change things without a clear direction and good amount of people that trusted you to get the job done? Yet Rexanna was never one that wanted the task. She had been forced into it before, only to have it end in fire and destruction. She wanted little to do with continuing the trend.
But it burned in one.
