With her two closest confidants informed Aoife felt the weight easing from her shoulders. She was by no means cured, far from it, but admitting her struggle was the first dia to fall in a series that had stood firm for decades. Exposing, not weakness, but strain in maintaining a leash on Korr was a delicate matter especially considering her position was to protect Sebastian and not accidentally get him killed because reigning in Korr had caused her focus to slip.
And yet his threat loomed over her if they attempted to remove him. Killing her was not an option Sebastian would entertain while Leaf quietly remained pragmatic. She would choose death if it meant sparing him or anyone else harm.
But she wasn’t seeking that path, not yet. Her understanding and knowledge when it came to spirits and demons was rudimentary at best, however, which was why she was in a place Leaf had never thought to step foot in again. A Circle. Lingering on its threshold a moment, she took a deep breath and pressed on, finding help from an enchanter on the whereabouts of their First, or Grand… their leader Akibrus.
The crisp frost of the morning still clung to the grass of the Circle’s lawns, and from a short distance Aoife warmly greeted the man. Her hands found the small of her back as she made her way towards him. [color=#0074d9]“I’m not entirely sure Hawke’s are welcome in Circles these days,”[/color] a shoulder bounced, but her grin twitched, [color=#0074d9]“but I promise you, my riot causing days are long over.” [/color]
And yet his threat loomed over her if they attempted to remove him. Killing her was not an option Sebastian would entertain while Leaf quietly remained pragmatic. She would choose death if it meant sparing him or anyone else harm.
But she wasn’t seeking that path, not yet. Her understanding and knowledge when it came to spirits and demons was rudimentary at best, however, which was why she was in a place Leaf had never thought to step foot in again. A Circle. Lingering on its threshold a moment, she took a deep breath and pressed on, finding help from an enchanter on the whereabouts of their First, or Grand… their leader Akibrus.
The crisp frost of the morning still clung to the grass of the Circle’s lawns, and from a short distance Aoife warmly greeted the man. Her hands found the small of her back as she made her way towards him. [color=#0074d9]“I’m not entirely sure Hawke’s are welcome in Circles these days,”[/color] a shoulder bounced, but her grin twitched, [color=#0074d9]“but I promise you, my riot causing days are long over.” [/color]
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