Uneasy lies the head – unfaithful is the heart
Ungrateful and unlucky and untrue
Ungrateful and unlucky and untrue
Novels wouldn’t be enough to describe the weight of emotion she feels as Aurelia takes her hand, as her words flow over the Valkyrie, even if it was warranted. Ludo is one of the heralds Hotaru has not met, and though the off-color cheerful entrance would otherwise be amusing, she is still appropriately cowed by its appearance. At least it seems pleased enough by their offerings.
Ludo is straight the point, at least, though Ru’s hand tightens forbiddingly around Aurelia’s. “Is it only her life you would take in exchange?” Hotaru ventures, not stupid enough to deny the god outright. “Or…would you take something else? Maybe something equivalent?” Her free hand drifts over her navel. Perhaps it would kill something in her to have it taken, but is that not the sacrifice Ludo is looking for? Her hand trembles, but her gaze never wavers. Murder, sacrifice, Hotaru won’t shirk away from either suggestion - call her cruel, but someone else’s life is oddly something she’s willing to bargain, but not Aurelia’s.
Ludo is straight the point, at least, though Ru’s hand tightens forbiddingly around Aurelia’s. “Is it only her life you would take in exchange?” Hotaru ventures, not stupid enough to deny the god outright. “Or…would you take something else? Maybe something equivalent?” Her free hand drifts over her navel. Perhaps it would kill something in her to have it taken, but is that not the sacrifice Ludo is looking for? Her hand trembles, but her gaze never wavers. Murder, sacrifice, Hotaru won’t shirk away from either suggestion - call her cruel, but someone else’s life is oddly something she’s willing to bargain, but not Aurelia’s.
And no one saw me coming, and no one saw me go
HOTARU
