cigarettes, the taste of whiskey on your lips
still haunting my every kiss - do you remember it?
still haunting my every kiss - do you remember it?
Zariah shrugged a bit, running her thumbs over Peter’s cheeks in a comforting manner, her magic still coursing through him without his knowing. ”He feels he has been cheated and treated wrongly. Him, the weakest of his siblings who was yet given a chance to be the second to the Head of our family.” she said, making very plain the ridiculousness of Loren’s actions. ”He is resentful. Jealous. Discontent. He does not value loyalty or family as you or I do. In fact…” she paused, if only for dramatic effect; pulling Peter further into the tale she wove.
”His own twin is Warden of the Citadel of Halo, and he refused to recognize him. That his own twin managed to rise to such heights while we have been separated, Loren pretended he could not recognize him out of envy and spite. He is…a sick man, Peter. But he is beyond our help.” she said, brows furrowing as if in sadness. ”Put him out of your mind dear cousin. Perhaps some day he will come to his senses. But for now, he is no Launceleyn. Understand?” she asked, a quick check to make sure that her magic was twisting his mind as she wished it.
”Now…” she said softly, her hands trailing down his neck to rest on the edges of his shoulders, as if she were looking him over. ”Tell me about this Adam Pikely…who came and requested I remove you from our family.”
”His own twin is Warden of the Citadel of Halo, and he refused to recognize him. That his own twin managed to rise to such heights while we have been separated, Loren pretended he could not recognize him out of envy and spite. He is…a sick man, Peter. But he is beyond our help.” she said, brows furrowing as if in sadness. ”Put him out of your mind dear cousin. Perhaps some day he will come to his senses. But for now, he is no Launceleyn. Understand?” she asked, a quick check to make sure that her magic was twisting his mind as she wished it.
”Now…” she said softly, her hands trailing down his neck to rest on the edges of his shoulders, as if she were looking him over. ”Tell me about this Adam Pikely…who came and requested I remove you from our family.”
