Morgan
I will not be told where to stand
I will not be told what to say
They'd all been changed so quickly, priorities and loyalties shifted in a second because of presumably, promises from Safrin. Were they all so weak of spirit to be so easily tempted?
That he'd ask if she was coming with him was so bizarre that it threw Morgan out of her thoughts of revenge and distress for a moment. Her hand slipped into his and she squeezed his fingers, nodding. "Of course. I assumed it was given that wherever we went, it was together, and the Grounds seems like the sensible place. We will have to find lodging and work there for now. Until we can..." She turned, finally allowing herself that look back at the distant Citadel; Morgan had intended to only glance but once she locked her eyes on the walls she loved and cared for, she could not look away. Tears began to form at the corner of her eyes that were blinked back as she left one love with another.
Not by you
Not by anyone tonight
Not by anyone tonight