A crown of gold;
A heart that’s harder than stone;
Meeting the Warden. It was one of the first tasks Zariah had suggested when Peter arrived in the Citadel, and the one that filled him with the most trepidation. But, as luck, or a lack thereof, would have it, Neron was away when he first arrived, giving Peter a chance to settle in properly before he had to introduce himself.
Time did not ease his nerves. In fact, Peter was somehow more anxious about the meeting now, standing in front of the Wardens study, staring at the door and trying to will himself to knock. It wasn’t going well. The issue wasn’t really really the introduction itself, he could stand still and straight and make a good first impression, it came from having to initiate the meeting himself. Especially in this situation, where he knew he was a bother.
After nearly five minutes of fighting with himself, psyching himself up before chickening out again, Peter knocked, and waited, tense and nervous, for a response. If he was I voted in, he would go and attend before the desk, hands folded neatly behind his back, and if not well... he could come back later. Prolong the suffering a little bit more.
Time did not ease his nerves. In fact, Peter was somehow more anxious about the meeting now, standing in front of the Wardens study, staring at the door and trying to will himself to knock. It wasn’t going well. The issue wasn’t really really the introduction itself, he could stand still and straight and make a good first impression, it came from having to initiate the meeting himself. Especially in this situation, where he knew he was a bother.
After nearly five minutes of fighting with himself, psyching himself up before chickening out again, Peter knocked, and waited, tense and nervous, for a response. If he was I voted in, he would go and attend before the desk, hands folded neatly behind his back, and if not well... he could come back later. Prolong the suffering a little bit more.
And it hurts a whole lot;
But it’s missed when it’s gone;
PETER
