dont know where the lights are taking us
but something in the night is dangerous
but something in the night is dangerous
Wessex wonders why people don’t take the Fae at their word. Just because they’re small and different doesn’t mean they’re lesser. If anything, they’re probably better off and better protected.
The truth is that the Grounders have no fucking clue (except for maybe Ianto) what the Fae magic can do; none of them have gotten close enough to a Fae for a full demonstration of magic. And none of them have really gone head-to-head except for Kiada, who was just a young warrior versus someone who was… well, probably twice Wessex’s age. At least.
And if the Fae said that the monsters wouldn’t come into the Greatwood, Wessex is inclined to let them be, even if she doesn’t fully believe it.
“Did you think to ask if the Fae wanted your help? Or did you go in there, stomping around like an arrogant Outlander and try to force your magic on them, fully unaware of they’re already able to do?” Her eyes flash, highlighting a very real problem between the two groups - at least in her mind, there is still a division. She hisses quietly, trying to get the reality of the situation through his thick head. Good things done in ignorance can still turn out very, very bad. “Do you know anything about the Fae?”
The truth is that the Grounders have no fucking clue (except for maybe Ianto) what the Fae magic can do; none of them have gotten close enough to a Fae for a full demonstration of magic. And none of them have really gone head-to-head except for Kiada, who was just a young warrior versus someone who was… well, probably twice Wessex’s age. At least.
And if the Fae said that the monsters wouldn’t come into the Greatwood, Wessex is inclined to let them be, even if she doesn’t fully believe it.
“Did you think to ask if the Fae wanted your help? Or did you go in there, stomping around like an arrogant Outlander and try to force your magic on them, fully unaware of they’re already able to do?” Her eyes flash, highlighting a very real problem between the two groups - at least in her mind, there is still a division. She hisses quietly, trying to get the reality of the situation through his thick head. Good things done in ignorance can still turn out very, very bad. “Do you know anything about the Fae?”
