i sailed seas of emotion to wander a forest of scars
i am a dance of light and darkness
"If you didn't want the marriage then why did you go through with it?" Amalia's tongue is loose and sharp, her cheeks flushed pink with righteous indignation. "Or is that just another fun version of the truth you're telling now, like how it was my idea to go after a dragon?" Oh, yes, that particular wound still smarts, and though she hadn't tried to dissuade Loren, she feels no qualms for throwing it back in Sunjata's face.
The idea that Deimos needs to babysit her has the Shield bristling. Fur rises on the back of her neck, hackles literally up. "Do you honestly think Deimos could stop me from doing whatever I want? Or that he would? Maybe your relationships are built on spite and control, but Deimos trusts me."
Crossing her arms over her chest, Amalia leans back in her chair. "Besides, Safrin gave me an important reminder that I'm not responsible for every Outlander's mistakes."
The idea that Deimos needs to babysit her has the Shield bristling. Fur rises on the back of her neck, hackles literally up. "Do you honestly think Deimos could stop me from doing whatever I want? Or that he would? Maybe your relationships are built on spite and control, but Deimos trusts me."
Crossing her arms over her chest, Amalia leans back in her chair. "Besides, Safrin gave me an important reminder that I'm not responsible for every Outlander's mistakes."
a galaxy of shadows and stars
Amalia
