"An alliance between us… will not work. I have no use for those who cannot make the hard choices. Protect the people. Provide for them. Guard them from the wolves at the gates."
Roen still could not accept the words that echoed in her memory.
So...that is it?
Nero had ended their accord without warning. He sounded cordial even, and he did it casually, over lunch. It had left her speechless, stunned. She obviously had more hopes invested in their partnership than he had. She felt a sudden emptiness inside, as if some vital essence had been ripped out and left her to bleed out without a purpose. It surprised her--not just what he did, or how he did it, but her reaction to it.
When Roen entered through the barred doors of the gaol cell, she said nothing. She just greeted Daegsatz with a muted expression and a nod, making her way toward his cot and setting the basket of goods by his side. She just sank to a seat on the floor, her hands folded in her lap. The paladin stared at the basket for a long time before she spoke.
Talk, Roen. Just talk.
“I suppose you will be out of the gaols soon,†her voice sounded hoarse. “Either by your captain’s doing, or...perhaps if Ser Jenlyns feels generous.â€
Roen still could not accept the words that echoed in her memory.
So...that is it?
Nero had ended their accord without warning. He sounded cordial even, and he did it casually, over lunch. It had left her speechless, stunned. She obviously had more hopes invested in their partnership than he had. She felt a sudden emptiness inside, as if some vital essence had been ripped out and left her to bleed out without a purpose. It surprised her--not just what he did, or how he did it, but her reaction to it.
When Roen entered through the barred doors of the gaol cell, she said nothing. She just greeted Daegsatz with a muted expression and a nod, making her way toward his cot and setting the basket of goods by his side. She just sank to a seat on the floor, her hands folded in her lap. The paladin stared at the basket for a long time before she spoke.
Talk, Roen. Just talk.
“I suppose you will be out of the gaols soon,†her voice sounded hoarse. “Either by your captain’s doing, or...perhaps if Ser Jenlyns feels generous.â€
