Don't Cry For Me

Shower - Becky G (piano cover)

A deep sigh escaped the brutes maw as that unforgiving question met him. At this point he really supposed that it was just an unavoidable fact that he had to live with right now with the circumstances. Maybe it would improve with time. But he didn't want it to improve too much. That was his Mother's Throne. And under anyone else, it was just a stolen throne. It wasn't earned. It wasn't given. It wasn't rightfully theirs! And It Never Would Be. Closing his eyes, his head fell in defeat. A deep sigh escaped his maw. He didn't like this situation any better than he had before, no. But he was much more optimistic about it now. He believed that he'd get it solved. His eyes opening slowly, he looked out at the water as he answered her question, a somewhat heavy voice falling from his down aimed maw.

"The Rightful Queen of Valhalla." He corrected her. Not out of an attempt to be rude, no. But when you laid it on the table, when you looked at it based on the facts, this was the conclusion you had to sleep with. Erani build that pack. And from it meant no ill will. Anyone that wasn't approved by her was less than worthy. It wasn't sorrow or pain that filled his eyes as he continued. Quiet the point, it was exhaustion. "Erani is my adopted mother. None of this..." his voice stuttered for just a moment. "Just... None of this makes any sense to me. All she wanted was a safe place for her family. I just don't understand." Those words where so genuine. The truth was that Newol had yet to address this. He had yet to find someone that agreed with him past his sister. Someone that wasn't family, who agreed with him that this was just simply Wrong. But, as stated, it made him exhausted. He didn't have the mental energy to beat himself up over this topic anymore right now. So with that, he brought his gaze back to meet the other's. "It is a pleasure to meet you, Adelaide Lazurite. Forgive me. I didn't mean to disrupt the mood." All this mess. That's all anything ways anymore. Just one big mess. But there was still that hope. That hope that Newol clung to so very dearly right now, that he refused to let go. That everyone who just wanted good would have their chance to climb out of this and heal.