all our lives i watched you search beneath the fallen skies
"Yes. It was all very Northaven of her. Permission for gatherings needing royal approval, oh, and of course, no going into the Greatwood without permission." Remi chuckled. They didn't have a wall, but a tyrant could be just as effective. "Zariah thought we did. The barrier had just come down and...well. It is not like the Launceleyns to not have a crown to serve. So she made her own."
The alchemist watched with a pale and distant stare as Loren's fingers balled into fists. "It was the one thing I said she would not do...that she would never stoop to threatening a child." He admitted, guilt and regret heavy in his words. "And then...she did. What was worse? I was already helping her. I saw some good in what she was doing, and was willing to continue, for a time." It was truly something the alchemist couldn't wrap his mind around. He couldn't think of a time when he'd ever really threatened someone, but he understood the principle of it. But to threaten someone like Remi? The only one capable of aiding her? The only one potentially powerful enough to stop her? The alchemist shook his head, smile sad and wounded.
"Mmm, Wessex said as much once. That she would be a better ruler in times of war than of peace." Remi said, exhaling a breath he hadn't realized he'd held. Loren wasn't wrong, a government of Amalia and Ronin had all the hallmarks of success, regardless of Remi's selfishness in wanting his husband away from all the political strife, not to mention constant visitors in the middle of the night.
"No. It was Jigano who told us. The Sage, former guildmaster of the Loreseekers." The alchemist clarified, not aware the two men had met. Raising a brow consideringly, Remi was forced to nod slowly. Much as he might want to argue that it really should come from Loren, Ronin was not in the best season of life when it came to forgiveness. Wessex though...she had seemed to like the Launceleyn's ideas. 'I suppose they will just have to take my word for it that all of these wonderful ideas simply came to me." He snorted.
Crossing his arms, Remi shot the summoner and unimpressed look. "You keep saying that. All the ways in which we might spend our time." He said, brow raised. Watching Loren look away only made Remi more committed to his idea.
"Surely that does not apply to animals." He protested.
The alchemist watched with a pale and distant stare as Loren's fingers balled into fists. "It was the one thing I said she would not do...that she would never stoop to threatening a child." He admitted, guilt and regret heavy in his words. "And then...she did. What was worse? I was already helping her. I saw some good in what she was doing, and was willing to continue, for a time." It was truly something the alchemist couldn't wrap his mind around. He couldn't think of a time when he'd ever really threatened someone, but he understood the principle of it. But to threaten someone like Remi? The only one capable of aiding her? The only one potentially powerful enough to stop her? The alchemist shook his head, smile sad and wounded.
"Mmm, Wessex said as much once. That she would be a better ruler in times of war than of peace." Remi said, exhaling a breath he hadn't realized he'd held. Loren wasn't wrong, a government of Amalia and Ronin had all the hallmarks of success, regardless of Remi's selfishness in wanting his husband away from all the political strife, not to mention constant visitors in the middle of the night.
"No. It was Jigano who told us. The Sage, former guildmaster of the Loreseekers." The alchemist clarified, not aware the two men had met. Raising a brow consideringly, Remi was forced to nod slowly. Much as he might want to argue that it really should come from Loren, Ronin was not in the best season of life when it came to forgiveness. Wessex though...she had seemed to like the Launceleyn's ideas. 'I suppose they will just have to take my word for it that all of these wonderful ideas simply came to me." He snorted.
Crossing his arms, Remi shot the summoner and unimpressed look. "You keep saying that. All the ways in which we might spend our time." He said, brow raised. Watching Loren look away only made Remi more committed to his idea.
"Surely that does not apply to animals." He protested.
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
