![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Trying to sacrifice Velvet's brother was monstrous whether it had actually been fatal or not. But no - they'd learned far too much elsewhere for Aball's survival to really make a difference to the rest of the truth. She worried more than a little that it was a sign of her own weakness, trying to convince herself that Lord Artorius could still be the man she'd once looked up to - worshiped, really - instead of a twisted liar and murderer. even if they kept traveling together for years, Eleanor doubted she would ever really be able to read the self-declared witch (certainly she had no idea why she was tagging along right now - wouldn't the earthpulse point be more interesting?), but the hushed conversations she kept having with Bienfu definitely suggested that she was as suspicious of the village as everyone else.īut Eleanor wanted to believe it was real. And while it was, after all, the reason they'd come in the first place, she couldn't help but wonder if their real motive was the same reason that Laphicet was so insistent on staying - that dreadful feeling (even without any sort of mystical malak bond, enough of it coming through to almost give her physical chills) that none of this could possibly be as happy and fortunate as it seemed.Īnd as for Magilou. Eizen and Rokorou hadn't even bothered with meeting the villagers for more than a moment, instead heading off in search of the therion that was supposed to be imprisoned somewhere nearby. So it was easy to understand why the rest of the group seemed unable to accept anything they were seeing at face value. Even after weeks of traveling together, even after learning more and more of the ugly secrets the Abbey kept buried behind its creed of Reason, it was still hard for Eleanor to truly accept that Lord Artorius had murdered his own little brother, but the one thing she had never doubted was that Velvet had seen him die. No one had expected, though, even considering the possibilities, to find the village totally intact, the villagers - Velvet's friends and neighbors - still alive, and even, impossibly, her brother merely comatose. And while she'd come to realize that Velvet wasn't quite the monster she'd first thought, she was still the daemon who'd torn a swathe of destruction across the empire and seemed equally unaffected both by nearly being gutted by the Shepherd's sword and learning the horrible truth about the "daemonblight." She was not easily shaken. When they first set out she hadn't been sure whether Velvet would find visiting the place hard or not - after all, she certainly seemed unbothered by making the prison where she'd lived a nightmare existence for three years into a base of operations. That was what she told herself later.Įleanor had been at a loss for what to do ever since they had arrived at Aball, or maybe even since they'd first heard in Taliesin that the village wasn't destroyed. It had really just started out as a bit of idle curiosity, and it had mostly been Bienfu's fault anyway. ![]()
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