Ghost Behind My Eyes

Azure · 08-03-2021, 09:56 PM

Hana's words made sense, and Azure could tell it wasn't easy for her to openly speak out about her ambitions and goals. She was being direct and honest with him for perhaps the first time since he'd met her that day in the spring. Not leading with emotions or fluffing her words. Hearing of her wanderlust and independence suddenly reminded him of how new freedom was to her. Hana had been raised a servant, spent her life assuming one day she'd be sold off to a man who'd marry her and there she'd remain for the rest of her days.

A regretful, almost frustrated sigh pulled from his lips but he cautioned himself in expressing it further. "I wasn't aware the Armada had ceased to be your home." He quipped shortly. If Hana had petitioned to part from them, why had his father not warned him of it? "I thought we'd given you all that you needed. Your freedom to roam is built right into your rank as Wraith, yet you have a den to come back to when you're weary and cold." A den Azure had dug for her with his own two paws. "I have given you everything you've asked, denied you nothing, and you know I'd have fought even my father to give you more if you'd asked."

She didn't feel wanted? It made such little sense to the young heir, who'd gone above and beyond for her further then he would have for any wolf save Venom. Against Azure's better judgement he felt his annoyance begin to build, looking down his nose at her and wondering how she could ever feel anything less than treasured after everything she had. "We killed your slavers, my father and I. To give you that freedom you deserved."It was not something he'd admitted to her before and he did not intend to divulge the information here either, but Hana could not leave the Armada without understanding fully how they'd put themselves on the line for her. "You matter." He continued bluntly. "I have always wanted you. From the day I met you I had already decided you would be mine. You matter to me, to Sirius, to Mortis, to the pack that bought your freedom with blood. You can't just walk away." Az held her gaze, his own turning pleading. "If you were mine, you'd never be told 'no' again." He wanted to say, but it would be a lie. The young heir could promise her nothing so bold until the day he inherited the throne.

"Speech"

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