even when i was a child
i’ve always known there was something to be frightened of
i’ve always known there was something to be frightened of
She almost wishes he had panicked, had fought back and tried to escape. Would she have let him? She doesn't know, but this, this... she was not prepared for. Even though it is justice, what she wanted, what he deserved, Amalia feels confliction rising and strangling in her throat. He was sick, he was her brother, he didn't know better, he had no choice, she loved him---
Again the faces blur in her mind; again she has to blink away the memory of what she's lost. She hadn't sacrificed her convictions for Adam. She will not do so for Sam.
"Maybe now you'll finally face the consequences of your actions."
Nova is sheathed, replaced by shackles of hard light that clasp around his wrists. Amalia takes position behind her brother, glad to walk in back, to have a chance to school her expression and hide her trembling hands. "Let's go," she directs the bookseller softly, leading him toward Haulani.
Toward the judgment of the Queens.
{fin}
Again the faces blur in her mind; again she has to blink away the memory of what she's lost. She hadn't sacrificed her convictions for Adam. She will not do so for Sam.
"Maybe now you'll finally face the consequences of your actions."
Nova is sheathed, replaced by shackles of hard light that clasp around his wrists. Amalia takes position behind her brother, glad to walk in back, to have a chance to school her expression and hide her trembling hands. "Let's go," she directs the bookseller softly, leading him toward Haulani.
Toward the judgment of the Queens.
{fin}
