When we can’t control fire,
we name it “wild”
Alina scowled at Juniper. "We are stronger here than anywhere else. Hopefully stronger than them." However, the huntress looked down and away from the diplomat. Alina's fingers grew tight on the spear she held.
Nodding at the other Fae's words, the huntress met her gaze again. "I had spoken to Safrin, long ago, for this very reason. But I...never fulfilled the task she set before me." She gritted her teeth. "As for allies, there are stories of an old group. An organization dedicated to combatting the Voice and her designs. The Order." Shrugging, her wings fluttered behind her though her feet stayed planted on the ground.
"You have my permission." With that, she lifted her weapon up. "But just because the gods say something doesn't make it so. We've never had a queen, and we choose our own leaders." She looked at the point of her spear as she spoke.
Nodding at the other Fae's words, the huntress met her gaze again. "I had spoken to Safrin, long ago, for this very reason. But I...never fulfilled the task she set before me." She gritted her teeth. "As for allies, there are stories of an old group. An organization dedicated to combatting the Voice and her designs. The Order." Shrugging, her wings fluttered behind her though her feet stayed planted on the ground.
"You have my permission." With that, she lifted her weapon up. "But just because the gods say something doesn't make it so. We've never had a queen, and we choose our own leaders." She looked at the point of her spear as she spoke.
when we can’t control God,
we name it “war”
ALINA
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