Heavy Lies the Crown

*Resin* · 05-21-2022, 11:34 AM

Though she was holding her son in her arms, it was difficult. She tried not to be cold, knowing that, were she alive, the embrace would have felt a lot different. In case it did, she felt that she had to explain. "Emotions are faint and watered down here," she spoke, lest he believe that she didn't care for him. She knew that she did. She knew that she had, at least. Above the rest, stood Artorias. Above her own blood children, even. He had come to closest to being what she expected and desired in a child. Had he been of her own bloodline, he would have been perfect.

"She will rise from the ashes or she won't." It was as simple as that. Resin had never held a connection with Bowen like she had with Artorias or even Gwyn. That didn't mean that she hadn't cared for the girl. They were grown now. Adults. Artorias was Aegis of an entire pack. Bowen couldn't continue to bring him down and be a burden, no matter how much he loved her. Sending her away would be good for both of them. She would learn and be able to breathe and focus on important things.

The conversation shifted to a topic even worse. Artorias had met Oxx. The woman's sulfuric eye narrowed and she nodded, waiting for the boy to continue. He relayed the nefarious deeds that her blood child had divvied out to the members of his adopted family. Resin tried to feel sorrow or guilt or remorse, but she simply couldn't. She had lacked the capacity for strong emotion in life and it had increased exponentially in death. "My grave means nothing," she assured him. Just empty bones.

There was solid conviction in her son's voice as he told her that he intended to kill Oxx for his transgressions. The ash and onyx woman merely nodded. It was acceptable and justified, so why would she say anything against it? The scarred woman sighed. What could she tell him? "He's vicious and cruel. He was trained to be so from an early age and has made a profession out of it. He rarely slips up. He's always out of reach." These were all things that Artorias already knew. "Don't underestimate him. He's clever, crafty and usually two steps ahead." The fae gave a light shake of her head. "He has no obvious weakness to exploit, but no matter how much of a monster he is, Oxx is just a wolf." What would she do in such a situation? She would go head on against him with no regard to her own well being, but she couldn't expect that of Artorias, nor would she tell him that this would be her choice. "You know he's dangerous. To ensure your own safety, take a team. Run him down. Show no mercy. He won't show you any." That was the best that she could do for the boy.

"Speech"

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