ZARIAH
I haven't been falling all this time - I've been flying
Oh it was much more than a boy for an Academy. It was a boy for revenge - a boy for snuffing out insufferable indignation and unearned confidence. The Eirachi would bring the Warden to his knees and Zariah would impart the final blow to destroy all the progress Neron had made on the backs of powerful women. Let him suffer. Let him burn. Let him freeze. Let him simper at the feet of another who held him with chains far heavier than any curse he had ever known.
And so the Merciless briefly knelt kissing Jace's forehead. "It is time for you to go now, my sweet. Do you remember why that is?" Zariah asked the boy, voice smooth and warm. Jace nodded before saying oh so softly, "Father said so." Zariah's wicked grin grew slowly, eyes ever so crazed as she gazed at him lovingly. This really had been the plan all along. Whatever the Eirachi did with the boy, whatever suffering or chains he was now placed in, if he returned to Halo, the blame would fall entirely on Neron's shoulders. "Indeed, my love. Now hurry on." Zariah said, gently nudging him to the Eirachi.
Jace nodded and toddled through the snow to the icy woman, reaching up to take her hand.
And so the Merciless briefly knelt kissing Jace's forehead. "It is time for you to go now, my sweet. Do you remember why that is?" Zariah asked the boy, voice smooth and warm. Jace nodded before saying oh so softly, "Father said so." Zariah's wicked grin grew slowly, eyes ever so crazed as she gazed at him lovingly. This really had been the plan all along. Whatever the Eirachi did with the boy, whatever suffering or chains he was now placed in, if he returned to Halo, the blame would fall entirely on Neron's shoulders. "Indeed, my love. Now hurry on." Zariah said, gently nudging him to the Eirachi.
Jace nodded and toddled through the snow to the icy woman, reaching up to take her hand.
