silver is your groan. her laugh. twin voices, twin vices
two sets of arrows
The world slows, and the Penumbra has time to think about the question – if only for a split second as the queen and the bookmaker add in their own agreements. And honestly? In comparison, had the Voice ever led her astray? The Voice had given her options, had valued her choices, had ensured her safety when she was even only an Abandoned.
She gives it her all, pausing near the tree despite the stillness of the time. “My bright ones, do you trust me?”
“Yes!” She says, echoing Wessex and Samuel. She trusts the Voice, regardless of what people have said. Regardless of what people think. She trusts her. And she trusts herself in making the right decision.
She gives it her all, pausing near the tree despite the stillness of the time. “My bright ones, do you trust me?”
“Yes!” She says, echoing Wessex and Samuel. She trusts the Voice, regardless of what people have said. Regardless of what people think. She trusts her. And she trusts herself in making the right decision.
all pointing home
REXANNA
