Noah Olson We all want something to hold in the night We don't care if it hurts or we're holding too tight
In the mess of the confrontation, it had not even occured to Noah that Morgan had not heard what Zariah had confessed. He looked up at her for a moment, slightly confused, but lifted his brows and nodded. "Zariah said that Neron made a deal with the Eirachi to give his firstborn child. He broke that by ascending, and Zariah gave the child to the Eirachi to spare the Arcane Academy from her wrath." It made sense that Morgan had lost this in the way she approached and intended to pummel the once-Warden into the snow. "Zariah had her child killed to save her school. The people of Halo suffer, now, and we lost our guard. I don't want to think about the destruction the winter spirit would have enacted without that sacrifice, but it is still a crime." He looked away again, looking out onto the damaged gates. He agreed with her, when it came to their punishment. He, in his own opinion and anger, did not want to the two of them walking the streets. For as trusting as Noah was compared to other Halovians, and as generally amiable towards outlanders as he had been, he held a bitter, bitter taste in his mouth against the entire Launceleyn family at this point. "We will see what Weaver decides for them." |
