“He might have been a fantastic General,” Wessex concedes. “Under different circumstances, in his original world.” But he’d made mistakes here, burned bridges he needed. Done things the wrong way. She shrugs. “I had someone in my council betray me too, I think. I don’t even actually know, they just - disappeared to the Greatwood.” Which, as Morgan might know, is the home of some serious anti-Ascended sentiment.
Wessex rises, knowing the signs of a conversation coming to an end amongst two less-than-talkative people. “Me too. And if the worst happens - please just try to get out. You’re always welcome in the Grounds.” Turning to leave after a lingering, almost sad smile, the Wraith already knows where she’s headed next.
Wessex rises, knowing the signs of a conversation coming to an end amongst two less-than-talkative people. “Me too. And if the worst happens - please just try to get out. You’re always welcome in the Grounds.” Turning to leave after a lingering, almost sad smile, the Wraith already knows where she’s headed next.
The Wraith
the bright
the thing in the night
the bright
the thing in the night
Wessex
