This Is Why We Can't Have Nice Things

Pyralis inwardly flinched at the mention of Amon and she quickly turned away. "I won't be seeing him again and you were the one found unconscious in the snow not me." She pushed roughly past her son and out in the snow which was now falling gently across the territory. "This should be an interesting exercise for you, don't you think Ashiel? You'll get to decide if you're going to sell out your own mother, if you'll attack me, maybe even kill me? Now wouldn't that be something." Her eyes flicked to the moon which was barely visible behind a halo of clouds. There was no point arguing with her son, she knew she'd never convince him but she didn't want to lie to him either. She still had a few matters to take care of in the north.

"I won't argue with you. I intend to stay in the north a little bit longer. You can do as you please."

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