Aurelia
Aurelia's mouth shut in a taut line, taken aback by the way Mildew laid down the reality of the matter. How simply she put it, and how those simple words were wounding. "Yeah, you're probably right," she let out a deep breath. But, it wasn't anything for her to be disappointed about. Completely opposite, in fact, because it meant that she actually stood a chance in spite of what she'd done.
"Thank you, Mildew..." she said, a bit demure, "I'll see about it. Going to Safrin, I mean. I think it'll take me some time to warm up to the idea but... I'll take your advice, when I do," she nodded, feeling more certainty than she expected to have. "This has helped me... a lot, actually. Strangely enough," she smirked, referring to the initial warning in Mildew's fortune.
Her expression straightened out and she looked up at Mildew with a mixture of question and concern, "Are you sure there's nothing you want me to do for you? I mean... I can try to get you something from the city, or..." she shrugged, the offer feeling flat. Mildew didn't seem the materialistic type. "Or I can come back sometime, if you want..." she lifted her brows, uncertain of if the witch wanted her friendship or not. "Could come by every now and then to let you know the horrors of Torchline haven't bested me yet," a small, joking smile crossed her expression at that, a glint of challenge in her gaze.
"Thank you, Mildew..." she said, a bit demure, "I'll see about it. Going to Safrin, I mean. I think it'll take me some time to warm up to the idea but... I'll take your advice, when I do," she nodded, feeling more certainty than she expected to have. "This has helped me... a lot, actually. Strangely enough," she smirked, referring to the initial warning in Mildew's fortune.
Her expression straightened out and she looked up at Mildew with a mixture of question and concern, "Are you sure there's nothing you want me to do for you? I mean... I can try to get you something from the city, or..." she shrugged, the offer feeling flat. Mildew didn't seem the materialistic type. "Or I can come back sometime, if you want..." she lifted her brows, uncertain of if the witch wanted her friendship or not. "Could come by every now and then to let you know the horrors of Torchline haven't bested me yet," a small, joking smile crossed her expression at that, a glint of challenge in her gaze.
standing in the ashes of who I used to be
