Sah
Sah grumbled, nearly pouting. "Seriously?" He sighed in a overexaggerated matter. "Fine. We'll try to reform them first." The Abandoned gave his friend a teasing wink. "But if that doesn't work, maybe another coup is in order?" New leadership in the Order would be difficult to establish most likely. Such a change would drastic indeed, but likely effective if successful.
It took a huge weight off of the Abandoned's lungs to see the wounds disappear. But his guilt remained. Running a gentle thumb over the now vanished cut, Sah frowned. "I'm so sorry. More then I can put into words." His eyes turned fierce. "I swear to you, I won't lose control of my magic and hurt you like that again. Never." He meant every word, the Abandoned's tone deadly serious. It tore him up that it had even happened. That he'd hurt Seren, someone who was pack.
It took a huge weight off of the Abandoned's lungs to see the wounds disappear. But his guilt remained. Running a gentle thumb over the now vanished cut, Sah frowned. "I'm so sorry. More then I can put into words." His eyes turned fierce. "I swear to you, I won't lose control of my magic and hurt you like that again. Never." He meant every word, the Abandoned's tone deadly serious. It tore him up that it had even happened. That he'd hurt Seren, someone who was pack.
My soul is in the sky
-William Shakespeare
-William Shakespeare
