"If Zariah tricked the Eirachi, do you really think she would've spared the Arcane Academy?" This time, Loren's hands clenched so hard his nails drew blood from his palms. "We can try to confirm, but I have to believe that if we strip Zariah of her position, then any further retribution would fall solely on her." His voice came out in that low and murderous tone that he reserved for Zariah.
Sighing, he nodded at Weaver's words. "Doesn't stop me from torturing myself with what ifs." Glancing up, he met her gaze. "The mageglass I found was in the Fangs. There was a whole wall of it, and I have no idea where the rest of it went." That idea troubled him, and his veins chilled as fingers of fear crept down his spine. "Other than that, we dealt with the exiles in Whitebrim, and the Ascended built a shrine in the Fangs."
Kissing her briefly, he smiled faintly, though it didn't reach his eyes. "Who said anything about leaving?" Still holding her hands, he brought them to his lips, brushing them against her knuckles. "I am stubbornly going to stay here, even if it makes me and everyone around me miserable." It wasn't entirely a joke.
Sighing, he nodded at Weaver's words. "Doesn't stop me from torturing myself with what ifs." Glancing up, he met her gaze. "The mageglass I found was in the Fangs. There was a whole wall of it, and I have no idea where the rest of it went." That idea troubled him, and his veins chilled as fingers of fear crept down his spine. "Other than that, we dealt with the exiles in Whitebrim, and the Ascended built a shrine in the Fangs."
Kissing her briefly, he smiled faintly, though it didn't reach his eyes. "Who said anything about leaving?" Still holding her hands, he brought them to his lips, brushing them against her knuckles. "I am stubbornly going to stay here, even if it makes me and everyone around me miserable." It wasn't entirely a joke.
you are lost, hope is gone
but you must go on
Loren
Base Code by Sky!
