Seren
Seren pursed her lips, something like unease or perhaps distaste twisting her features. "In a way," she replied. "They react to the presence of... those who are not permitted within the city. Ascended, magic users... They turn intruders into stone." No trials, no excuses, no leniency for those who entered unawares; it was a cold and swift upholding of the law that must have been construed during worse times than these. Seren couldn't fathom how anyone would create such cruel devices otherwise.
It never occurred to her that she maybe shouldn't be divulging these things. That there might be secrets she could not share, or individuals that were better off not trusted. That Deimos was a follower of her mother carried more weight to her than that he was the general of a foreign nation; she simply did not see the borders drawn on the map, and it became all too clear as she went on.
"Oh, no. Not yet. I've only seen maps and diagrams of the regions. But I would love to go there, one day. I want to see all of it, all of Caido. It's all so beautiful, right? It would be a shame not to appreciate it while I have the chance."
It never occurred to her that she maybe shouldn't be divulging these things. That there might be secrets she could not share, or individuals that were better off not trusted. That Deimos was a follower of her mother carried more weight to her than that he was the general of a foreign nation; she simply did not see the borders drawn on the map, and it became all too clear as she went on.
"Oh, no. Not yet. I've only seen maps and diagrams of the regions. But I would love to go there, one day. I want to see all of it, all of Caido. It's all so beautiful, right? It would be a shame not to appreciate it while I have the chance."
It's written in the stars above
Exactly who we are is just enough
Exactly who we are is just enough
