Amalia
don't make a shadow of yourself, always shutting out the light
"We encountered three." Amalia brings her empty hand to her neck, absently running her fingers over the warm charm that is Safrin's bone. "But there were many more. One was a book of portals- it's how Jigano got to the Mathair, before LongNight." The implication, she hopes, is somewhat clear: if it is found again it may lead more into the Greatwood.
The comment about Wessex makes her flinch, unhappiness with the situation and the Ascended queen apparent on her face. Have faith in me, Wessex had asked, and where had that faith led? "She will be held responsible," the girl answers softly, certainly, clenching the staff with now-clawed fingers. Raising an eyebrow, she half-smiles wryly. "Besides- being banned has never kept you from completing a task from Safrin before." Zariah had issued a similar edict before they went down to the Tulmhainar. That Delah is afraid of Wessex's judgment is laughable at best.
The comment about Wessex makes her flinch, unhappiness with the situation and the Ascended queen apparent on her face. Have faith in me, Wessex had asked, and where had that faith led? "She will be held responsible," the girl answers softly, certainly, clenching the staff with now-clawed fingers. Raising an eyebrow, she half-smiles wryly. "Besides- being banned has never kept you from completing a task from Safrin before." Zariah had issued a similar edict before they went down to the Tulmhainar. That Delah is afraid of Wessex's judgment is laughable at best.
