dirty laundry, hangin' out with the white lies 'til they're clean sheets
testing loyalties,
Wessex mentions Zariah, and Rexanna’s gaze slips toward the Voice with a raised dark brow. The ex-queen, the woman that Rexanna absolutely despises in comparison to everyone else she’s met here. And she grits her teeth with the information given. But if the woman was working for the Voice, and had little to no power over her anymore, well… Perhaps things would be different between the two women.
Yet there’s still a part of the Penumbra that wants to snuff out her light forever.
Exhaling slowly, she nods to the information given. “It will be ours.” She says in a quiet vow, looking over toward Samuel and Wessex with a determined nod.
Yet there’s still a part of the Penumbra that wants to snuff out her light forever.
Exhaling slowly, she nods to the information given. “It will be ours.” She says in a quiet vow, looking over toward Samuel and Wessex with a determined nod.
please don't make me choose sides
when you leave me
REXANNA
