there will be scrapes and sutures; viciousness and victory
"You have always been the inspiration I needed," Ronin counters, resisting the urge to follow after her as she steps back into the depths. The glow of the water sets off the curves of her body in a way that the Huntsman knows has to be more than natural, and yet he appreciates it all the same. Safrin hasn't beckoned him with her, and so despite instinctively wanting to follow her light, he keeps to the shallows where she's summoned him.
He's about to ask how their daughter is doing when, surprise of all surprises, it's Flora's name to leave the goddess's lips, and the shock in Ronin's expression is all too obvious. "Is she in trouble?" he asks instinctively - in trouble and seeking Safrin's help or in trouble with Safrin, it could be either, he thinks. "I didn't know she was campaigning for leadership, no."
He's about to ask how their daughter is doing when, surprise of all surprises, it's Flora's name to leave the goddess's lips, and the shock in Ronin's expression is all too obvious. "Is she in trouble?" he asks instinctively - in trouble and seeking Safrin's help or in trouble with Safrin, it could be either, he thinks. "I didn't know she was campaigning for leadership, no."
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