good night, sweet prince

”Another one? Don’t people have anything better to do?” Isla wonders, sounding comparatively unperturbed about the thought of an impending war. She hasn’t been around in the Hollowed Grounds for quite long enough to have gotten the whole we-are-public-enemy-#1 message, but she believes Remi when he says one is brewing. Humming a note of quiet discontent as they stroll together, she strokes her fingers through Mateo’s curls. I wish I could say I would be a neutral party. Or refuse to fight, or whatever else might have been an option once upon a time. But the Voice is the reason I’m back...” And she owes her a debt and she’ll pay it, even if that puts her on an opposing side to Remi. ”Im a doctor though. I don’t want to harm anyone, regardless of the circumstances.” ISLA pray for me pray to me