Take a chance on me

It took a lot of effort not to fidget under the imposing eyes of the Hallows Lord. But Citadel managed it all the same. It helped, knowing his brother had decided to stick by him in this. He couldn’t have predicted just how much of a confidence boost it actually was, to know he was there.

He faced Artorias’s concerned brows and stood a little straighter. He had to get this just right, didn’t he? Erik had told him that Artorias was the sort of person to let them in. He knew a little about The Hallows as well, both from his visit here and his parents. The Hallows was a safe space. “I’m here for sanctuary. Will you grant it?”