i was raised as a scorpion
being pulled by the moon in a high tide
being pulled by the moon in a high tide
While her woes might seem trivial to her in comparison to the trauma Sunjata has endured, it’s something that Sunjata doesn’t diminish her feelings on. Yes, he’s suffered more than the average person when it comes to love and his life, no that doesn’t mean that anyone else can’t have feelings that feel just as bad. He’s smart enough to realize that while he could return back to his brooding, wallowing self, that it does little good. And the things he went through he doesn’t wish for anyone else to endure.
So the smile he offers Sohalia in return is a softer one, crooked as always with the scar, but gentle nonetheless as they weave their way through the crowds. “The fact that you’re aware you should be trying to separate them is a good sign.” He offers, a small amount of sage advice. “I couldn’t keep my Governing life and personal life separate in Torchline after my father showed up to undermine me. So I promoted Nate alongside me so that there would be someone else there to help make clear decisions and so that I wasn't alone in dealing with my personal problems.” A casual shrug. Sometimes, having multiple people at the helm helped when one couldn’t give it their all.
It wasn’t his fault Safrin hated Nate enough to make them both step down. If she didn’t, perhaps they’d have ruled Torchline until the very second the war started. But, nobody could say, and Safrin was gone, and Sunjata swore his oath to Frey now. And now, with eyes set on the prize of King’s End, perhaps he can slip back into that comfortable groove, the one he was raised for.
So the smile he offers Sohalia in return is a softer one, crooked as always with the scar, but gentle nonetheless as they weave their way through the crowds. “The fact that you’re aware you should be trying to separate them is a good sign.” He offers, a small amount of sage advice. “I couldn’t keep my Governing life and personal life separate in Torchline after my father showed up to undermine me. So I promoted Nate alongside me so that there would be someone else there to help make clear decisions and so that I wasn't alone in dealing with my personal problems.” A casual shrug. Sometimes, having multiple people at the helm helped when one couldn’t give it their all.
It wasn’t his fault Safrin hated Nate enough to make them both step down. If she didn’t, perhaps they’d have ruled Torchline until the very second the war started. But, nobody could say, and Safrin was gone, and Sunjata swore his oath to Frey now. And now, with eyes set on the prize of King’s End, perhaps he can slip back into that comfortable groove, the one he was raised for.
the flood
that's why i'm broken, yeah,
am i a villain or a saint?
am i a villain or a saint?
Feel free to use magic/force on Sunjata, without killing him <3
Sunjata speaks with an Australian accent and has a passive magic that makes him produce a subtle scent that matches exactly to whatever those around him most desire him to smell like.
