Behind the curtain

She didn’t expect another soul to encounter her in the wee hours of the morning. She heard the sound of his steps, and turned her gaze towards him. Artorias, the Aegis of the Hallows. It surprised her to find him out this late. Perhaps she wasn’t the only one surprised, hearing it in his voice as well as he greeted her. “My Aegis” she responded quietly as he settled in beside her.

She did not want him to think for a moment that she was ungrateful for the hospitality he had shown her. She knew he intended the room as a kindness, as a start in her life here. She just hadn’t expected it - all of it - to affect her so. Moving to the Armada had not done so, but at that point she would have done anything that was requested of her without a second thought. She still would do so, they were her Masters. But there was a will inside of her that had not been there before. It was like she was waking up after a long dream.

She shook her head at his question. “I’ve changed.” She explained, not sure if he would understand. “It started with the attack, but it’s growing. I’m not sure who I am anymore.”

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