somewhere between unsure & a hundred
09-24-2014, 03:55 PM
And he was submitting again. He simply let her tear him down, both physically and verbally. Worse, he was tearing himself down. Natalya's expression kept shifting between anger and sympathy as he emotions tore her apart. "Seeing" him so full of guilt enraged her, because it was rightfully so, but it also crushed her heart. She had never heard such pain and suffering in his voice and for a long time she was silent after he finished speaking. She just stood there, towering over him as he lay on his back on the rock floor, not knowing that he was avoiding her blind gaze.
Finally she exhaled, then inhaled deeply, before speaking again. Her voice was softer now, but her disappointment was still clear. "You should have known better. Those children would never have been in danger by you continuing to fight. The woman would not have taken your life. And what is this about knowing you would fail? You are a descendant of the gods, are you not? Why would you ever plan on failing us?" She simply didn't understand where his self-doubt could be coming from. It didn't make sense. Her head tilted slightly to the side while she awaited his answer.
