Listen Close, Little Ones

Illusion watched from the sidelines, her gaze shifting between her brother and the strange woman telling stories. She had tracked her brother down, finding him amidst a gathering of children. There was a tension in the air, an energy that crackled with each word offered by the woman. It was… exhilarating. Illusion hadn’t seen another soul with that look in their eyes before. It was so uninhibited.  She found herself wishing she could take the woman’s skin and wear it, like it would change her own skin from needing to pretend all the time.

She couldn't help but feel a surge of pride as Cadaver boldly declared his resolve, a smile curling the edges of her lips as she listened in on the topic She hadn't heard the whole story about the boy, but only the part where his parents were forced to choose between his life and their title. The deep slate girl felt all warm inside at that. A twisted satisfaction at the thought of forcing someone to bend to her will.


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