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DOES THIS MEAN I SHOULD BRING BACK MY BRIEF TRY AT THEODRED

❝     i   once   read   that   a   queen   must   listen   to   all.    the   highborn   and   the   low,    the   strong   and   the   weak,    the   noble   and   the   venal .  .  .    because   one   voice   may   speak   you   false,    but   in   many   there   is   always   TRUTH   TO   BE   FOUND.     ❞          her   head   tilts   to   the   left   as   the   words   floats   out   of   the   delicate   mouth   and   violet   irises   contemplates   the   his   countenance.    no   man   should   take   her   wisdom   for   granted,    for   her   path   was   arduous   and   tricky.          ❝     do   you   agree   with   that?     ❞

               a concussion may not have been the worst that could come to pass as a result of her carelessness, but maker knows that doesn’t help with the guilt.

              hazel eyes worry over blackwall’s unconscious face, searching for confirmation that the healing mage was right -  that this could have been much worse, and that he only needed rest. he’ll be well enough to be on his feet by the morning - albeit with a mighty headache, or so they had said.

              but until then, she vigilantly sits on the ground by his side, hands wringing together in her lap. all the while she combs her anxious thoughts for an adequate apology, but comes up short.