sure c:
Of course she would still be able to visit. The King would never tell her that she couldn’t, and he rather hoped that she would, frequently. The golden-hued woman would be missed, but the more he thought of it now, the more his hardened mind decided that this was for the better. Distance should be kept between him and the ones he kept close, and he knew that if he voiced that, Anann would understand, even if she might not agree. “You’re always welcome here,” he said.
His mood darkened then, though his exterior did not show this. She owed him nothing for ending Keese’s life and reign of torment. Killing him was not something that Vigilante was proud of or enjoyed the thought of, but it was right, and it was necessary. “You owe me nothing,” he countered in an equally-solemn tone. He would never have asked her for retribution for that.
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