empires fall when we move the unmovable, so tell me all of my secrets, tell me all of my lies,
“Yep, Nate’s Sunjata.” she confirms, adding a point in the man’s favor to her mental tallying.
Now, Wessex has never been the mothering-type, but a deep, deep sense of responsibility and care has developed over the years for her Ascended family and Azrael in particular. Perhaps it’s because they’re Rexanna’s child, or maybe it’s because she’s watched them physically grow up (much like she did with Amalia, though this time has been far more hands-off), but she’s finding that she very much enjoys the role of Aunt with them. Including the unexpected and occasional snuggles.
They’re something special, to elicit this kind of response. The Wraith shifts around them, thinking for a moment about the world. “Hmmm… that’s a hard one.” The tip of a fang slips out from underneath her top lip as she considers alllllll the options. “I think I love King’s End as a whole. There’s just something about all that green… but the Oerwoud’s colors and oh, lushness is unlike anything I could have imagined…”
Now, Wessex has never been the mothering-type, but a deep, deep sense of responsibility and care has developed over the years for her Ascended family and Azrael in particular. Perhaps it’s because they’re Rexanna’s child, or maybe it’s because she’s watched them physically grow up (much like she did with Amalia, though this time has been far more hands-off), but she’s finding that she very much enjoys the role of Aunt with them. Including the unexpected and occasional snuggles.
They’re something special, to elicit this kind of response. The Wraith shifts around them, thinking for a moment about the world. “Hmmm… that’s a hard one.” The tip of a fang slips out from underneath her top lip as she considers alllllll the options. “I think I love King’s End as a whole. There’s just something about all that green… but the Oerwoud’s colors and oh, lushness is unlike anything I could have imagined…”
WESSEX
