our new 'home' ?

A heavy silence fell between the brothers as the name 'Saxe' echoed through the frosty air, a name synonymous with their captivity and suffering. Sol's ears drooped, and the faint wag of their shared tail stilled, the weight of their situation pressing down upon them once more. Despite the hope that had briefly sparked within them, the realization that Elysia was tied to their oppressors dimmed it considerably.

However, desperation can make even the slimmest chance of allyship seem worth pursuing. There was a sliver of curiosity in Khonsu's gaze, a faint glimmer of hope that refused to extinguish. Despite the sinking realization, he couldn't help but wonder if Elysia, too, might be trapped in a role she did not relish. His voice was cautious, laced with a mix of wariness and a desperate search for an unlikely kinship.

"Elysia Saxe," he began, the name rolling off his tongue with a mix of respect and underlying fear. "I see. It must be... challenging, being part of such a... prominent family." He paused, searching her eyes for any sign of discontent or empathy. "I do hope you at least find joy in your role among them?"