empires fall when we move the unmovable, so tell me all of my secrets, tell me all of my lies,
“Oh, of course. A secret government ominously called The Order in a secret part of Caido wants to kill all the Ascended?” If it didn’t have nuggets of plausibility, and if Remi hadn’t always been straight with her before, she might have laughed it off. But as it is, Wessex can’t afford to laugh things off anymore: the ludicrous might very well become reality, the banal rumor mill a source of legitimate information. “I’d say I’m surprised, but… this is Caido.”
She meets his pale gaze with a resigned, but understanding one of her own, shaking her head to dismiss the Lullaby’s pseudo apology. “I know you don’t. Me neither.” And in a way, she’s almost glad to hear what comes next. Glad to see he’s grown up a bit from the man in the basement of Devas Bakery, who didn’t believe that Zariah would harm a child. Maybe this is why they understand each other - and that’s enough sometimes. “You’ve made a hard decision,” she says with some kind of amusement, remembering when she stood before a would-be group of heroes and declared that she was capable of doing the same. Of being a war-time leader. And now look at her.
“Or maybe it was an easy one, but you had to make it and like I’ve said before, it’s probably pointless to resist.” The Gods’ powers are more than even their demigods can imagine. “And I don’t blame you.” Her head tilts one way in consideration - is that true? Yes, yes it is. Remi has always been different than Ronin and Amalia. “Amalia, yes. You, no.”
And yes, that last quip sounds incredibly bitter.
She meets his pale gaze with a resigned, but understanding one of her own, shaking her head to dismiss the Lullaby’s pseudo apology. “I know you don’t. Me neither.” And in a way, she’s almost glad to hear what comes next. Glad to see he’s grown up a bit from the man in the basement of Devas Bakery, who didn’t believe that Zariah would harm a child. Maybe this is why they understand each other - and that’s enough sometimes. “You’ve made a hard decision,” she says with some kind of amusement, remembering when she stood before a would-be group of heroes and declared that she was capable of doing the same. Of being a war-time leader. And now look at her.
“Or maybe it was an easy one, but you had to make it and like I’ve said before, it’s probably pointless to resist.” The Gods’ powers are more than even their demigods can imagine. “And I don’t blame you.” Her head tilts one way in consideration - is that true? Yes, yes it is. Remi has always been different than Ronin and Amalia. “Amalia, yes. You, no.”
And yes, that last quip sounds incredibly bitter.
WESSEX
