He had thought himself clever, though he had never once called himself 'Sage' since the name had been uttered in giddy relief to Edrei, so glad to be not only alive but free to walk as himself again that he had let his cleverness run away with him. Accept a crown and then make Ronin king... it had all seemed so simple at the time.
As soon as it had unraveled, mere hours later, he had buried that name for the lie that it was and his hackles rose at the sound of it from Safrin's lips now. He couldn't hide how he bristled from her - and a moment later, he couldn't move or speak at all as he was caught in the space between worlds, between suns, in the goddess's realm.
Oh, he had fucked up spectacularly this time, hadn't he?
Not that he was given much chance to appreciate just how badly he had miscalculatedagain before an ultimatum was given and his heart lurched. Was this what had happened to Remi, when he had lost his memories? Swiftly he tried to open his mouth to speak:
Both! his heart cried, but no sound passed his lips, no matter how he struggled.
And struggle he did, resisting Safrin's demand to choose with all his heart and soul, fighting the bonds that constrained his body as much as his tongue until he felt something deep within him, across his chest, behind his shoulders, begin to tear as his body tried and failed to find a shift that would free him from the starlit shackles and let him hold onto both of those he loved so dearly.
As soon as it had unraveled, mere hours later, he had buried that name for the lie that it was and his hackles rose at the sound of it from Safrin's lips now. He couldn't hide how he bristled from her - and a moment later, he couldn't move or speak at all as he was caught in the space between worlds, between suns, in the goddess's realm.
Oh, he had fucked up spectacularly this time, hadn't he?
Not that he was given much chance to appreciate just how badly he had miscalculated
Both! his heart cried, but no sound passed his lips, no matter how he struggled.
And struggle he did, resisting Safrin's demand to choose with all his heart and soul, fighting the bonds that constrained his body as much as his tongue until he felt something deep within him, across his chest, behind his shoulders, begin to tear as his body tried and failed to find a shift that would free him from the starlit shackles and let him hold onto both of those he loved so dearly.
