I will stand by you forever; you can take my breath away
“Isla is prettying fuckin’ clever,” she agrees. If there’s anyone who might be willing to come up with something to prevent Ascended from rusting, it would probably be her.
And to her delight, Varus accepts theresponsibility offer without needing any convincing and the Wraith feels like she can breathe a bit easier (figuratively speaking, of course) for the moment. “You can call yourself whatever you want,” she chuckles amicably, throwing out some clear absurdities. “Lord Protector, The Man Who Survived The War, Old Iron Fist…” pausing for dramatic effect, she continues, “But Captain might also suit you well. If you want.”
Honestly, he could call himself whatever he wanted to. Wessex wouldn’t care.
The promise of his own secret cuts her off and she gives him a glance with brows raised, clearly all ears. “Oh? I’m listening.”
And to her delight, Varus accepts the
Honestly, he could call himself whatever he wanted to. Wessex wouldn’t care.
The promise of his own secret cuts her off and she gives him a glance with brows raised, clearly all ears. “Oh? I’m listening.”
WESSEX
