dont know where the lights are taking us
but something in the night is dangerous
but something in the night is dangerous
“He is only a Man,” Wessex says with a shrug, knowing that he is actually quite more than that. Or less than that now. It’s hard to tell which. But here they are, two women, and it's a poor attempt at levity.
“And yet I’ve kept our end of the bargain, haven’t I?” Implying, of course, that she is the one who keeps the Ascended in check. It’s not entirely true, but it’s nice to project that kind of image. And here she is, asking before crossing the border. “Ah, except to plant Vi’s roses. I did cross the border for that, which I apologize.” She spreads her hands in a shrug and bows her head a tad. Otherwise, she fixes Delah with an expectant gaze. Either let her in or send her back. She doesn’t have time to dilly dally over who ruled what first.
Except that Wessex would like to point out, for the record, that she is technically the senior monarch. A few days is a few days and no one can tell her otherwise. Ah fuck it, she'll say it. "Although technically, I promoted him."
“And yet I’ve kept our end of the bargain, haven’t I?” Implying, of course, that she is the one who keeps the Ascended in check. It’s not entirely true, but it’s nice to project that kind of image. And here she is, asking before crossing the border. “Ah, except to plant Vi’s roses. I did cross the border for that, which I apologize.” She spreads her hands in a shrug and bows her head a tad. Otherwise, she fixes Delah with an expectant gaze. Either let her in or send her back. She doesn’t have time to dilly dally over who ruled what first.
Except that Wessex would like to point out, for the record, that she is technically the senior monarch. A few days is a few days and no one can tell her otherwise. Ah fuck it, she'll say it. "Although technically, I promoted him."
