She should have known. She should have known from the moment he set foot on these lands that he would not leave. Not without her or as it had come to be, the child. Death had been the only thing capable of diverting him from that path and that should have been her burden to bear. She had been too late; over confident that she knew his limits. She wondered too, how different things might have been had she let Anatoliy and Vigilante drive him from the lands on that fateful day. One of many what-ifs. Still, Anann knew that she had followed her heart and more importantly no one else had been hurt.
Not physically.
Anann knew there was truth to Alder’s words. She had known what it was to be a leader and she too had taken lives for the sake of her people. She gave a slow and gentle nod. Such wise words from such a youthful heart. But it was not just the guilt for the blood on Vigilante’s hands that burdened her. She had hoped to carve out her own path, but destiny had played it’s cruel tricks and it seemed now her fate seemed set. It was the hopelessness that devoured her.
How have things been here? Noire is doing well?” She did not wish to dwell upon herself any longer.
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