I'm Not Gonna Sugarcoat It

She looked back at him, her eyes meeting his, her expression unreadable. She was about to leave everything she knew behind, step into the unknown. This journey, this new life, it was a daunting prospect. But she had to do it. She didn't have a choice. Her life, her family’s future, it all depended on this.

I wasn’t alone, there was a group of us that went after ours, not all of us made it, but those of us that did destroyed all that we could find. She decided not to mention that her family had ways of always finding her, especially since she was prone to wander, but that was frankly none of Tiberius’s business at the moment, since she wasn’t quite ready yet to explain the fact her parents forced her into the marriage against her will and at the threat to her family.

A silence fell between them, the hum of the carriage and the distant sounds of the countryside their only companions. Lyric couldn't help but cast a glance at Tiberius, wondering what thoughts were running through his head. She knew so little about the man she was about to marry, she thought wistfully.

Tell me about my sister? It was probably a strange question, but she since she was sent away at the young age of eight, she didn’t really know her siblings all that well, and something about learning about her through Tiberius’s eyes intrigue her. She felt like perhaps she could get the measure of him depending on what he said about her sister. I was sent away to the Circle at age eight, so what I know about her is rather limited, since I never really knew her as an adult. Did she become her own person, or had she simply lived in the large shadow of their parents.