REXANNA
i was born with a knife in one hand
He tells her that he’s proud of her, and she nods despite it all – even if for a time she had resented it, had thought perhaps it would have been better for her to disappear with the rest of her people, to take a stand against the conquerors. But she didn’t, and she had regretted it for a while before she had met Frey and they had seen through her, had seen that she would rather become the self-sacrificial lamb to right her wrongs rather than to continue on with her life.
And they had shown her how unnecessary it had been. She had taken it to heart, understanding and changing herself to better herself – and she had. She had Bastien now, so many friends and people she cared about. And she was better because of them all. And for the first time she finds herself feeling proud too.
But Bastien asks her what happened after, and she calculates how long it had been quietly to herself before she looks to him with a soft smile. “Well, they almost got me multiple times, but the time I thought they really were – my husband was just about to take the door down to the room I was in – I stepped over a threshold and fell here outside the Rathskeller.” She wrinkles her nose with a small one armed shrug.
“And that is where I think my timeline shifted.” She explains, eyes growing serious as she recalls the shift between coming here and the other life she had lived in Helovia and the Rift and the like. It’s the only explanation, and she grows a bit somber as she looks down to the ring on her finger before she looks back up at him through her lashes. “Because from there is where I had fallen into Helovia, too. And lived my life there, and somehow it’s combined and warped and shifted into here too.” She pauses, seeing if he’s following what she’s saying.
“I told you Deimos was here, too. And I told you of the twins that I had?” She clears her throat briefly. “Kiada is here. And it’s so strange, because I can remember being her mother and all the mistakes and stupid things I had done, and when I saw her she looks as though she’s only five years younger than me.” She shakes her head, biting her lower lip slightly. Wondering how he’ll take the news.
And they had shown her how unnecessary it had been. She had taken it to heart, understanding and changing herself to better herself – and she had. She had Bastien now, so many friends and people she cared about. And she was better because of them all. And for the first time she finds herself feeling proud too.
But Bastien asks her what happened after, and she calculates how long it had been quietly to herself before she looks to him with a soft smile. “Well, they almost got me multiple times, but the time I thought they really were – my husband was just about to take the door down to the room I was in – I stepped over a threshold and fell here outside the Rathskeller.” She wrinkles her nose with a small one armed shrug.
“And that is where I think my timeline shifted.” She explains, eyes growing serious as she recalls the shift between coming here and the other life she had lived in Helovia and the Rift and the like. It’s the only explanation, and she grows a bit somber as she looks down to the ring on her finger before she looks back up at him through her lashes. “Because from there is where I had fallen into Helovia, too. And lived my life there, and somehow it’s combined and warped and shifted into here too.” She pauses, seeing if he’s following what she’s saying.
“I told you Deimos was here, too. And I told you of the twins that I had?” She clears her throat briefly. “Kiada is here. And it’s so strange, because I can remember being her mother and all the mistakes and stupid things I had done, and when I saw her she looks as though she’s only five years younger than me.” She shakes her head, biting her lower lip slightly. Wondering how he’ll take the news.
and a wound in the other
