[ She hesitates. Her instinct is to hug (thanks Saki), but he said he wasn't much of a hugger. So she turns to face him head-on, and untangles one of her hands to put on his shoulder and leans in a little.
[He's not trustworthy. Hasn't been sinc ethe day he was born. But her saying she trusts him... makes him want to try.]
There was a battle. My father, Odin, was marching on Grandfather. I knew Odin would lose and die.
I... I wanted to save him. I didn't even know him- he knew about us but he never attempted to come for us. Yet... in my childish mind I thought if I saved him he would take Velvet and I away.
So I sabotaged a weapon Grandfather was using in the war. It... it exploded.
Aye. And those that were not killed were cursed into the form of beasts. The Cauldron pulled the very life from the land! Even if the Pooka, our cursed people, had returned the land would never support a nation again.
Take my words with a grain of salt--I'm hearing your story through you, and I'll never truly know what the situation was like first hand.
But it's like I said, you blame yourself far too much.
Had you done this out of malice, or had you known what the scope of the destruction would be, I could not assuage you. But from what you're telling me, you didn't.
I can't say that you were an innocent party in this, no. And accidents don't lessen the pain dealt just because they were accidents. But...you're still worthy of being forgiven in time, even if it's by yourself.
but she's gonna shift into a more comfortable position, first, as much as she likes hugging him ]
There's much I can't say about my early life. I've more than one curse on my head, and speaking of such things will forfeit my life.
But I can say, hm...I was the crown princess of a hidden kingdom, and when I was very young, my father was murdered during a "coup." My mother and I were able to flee, but my home was bloodied and left in mostly ruins.
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Take your time. She's here, and she's patient. ]
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You don't have to continue if it troubles you too much.
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[ he's a bit of a shitlord, and he's shifty, but he seems to have a good heart
that's good enough for her. ]
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[He's not trustworthy. Hasn't been sinc ethe day he was born. But her saying she trusts him... makes him want to try.]
There was a battle. My father, Odin, was marching on Grandfather. I knew Odin would lose and die.
I... I wanted to save him. I didn't even know him- he knew about us but he never attempted to come for us. Yet... in my childish mind I thought if I saved him he would take Velvet and I away.
So I sabotaged a weapon Grandfather was using in the war. It... it exploded.
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[ she guesses that's where this is going ]
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Take my words with a grain of salt--I'm hearing your story through you, and I'll never truly know what the situation was like first hand.
But it's like I said, you blame yourself far too much.
Had you done this out of malice, or had you known what the scope of the destruction would be, I could not assuage you. But from what you're telling me, you didn't.
I can't say that you were an innocent party in this, no. And accidents don't lessen the pain dealt just because they were accidents. But...you're still worthy of being forgiven in time, even if it's by yourself.
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You are... too kind, Azura. Too kind for someone like me.
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Look at me, making all this about myself- you've made it clear your own history is far from kind.
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Are you curious? [ not asked baitingly, she just. Wants to know what he's thinking ]
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and she nods
but she's gonna shift into a more comfortable position, first, as much as she likes hugging him ]
There's much I can't say about my early life. I've more than one curse on my head, and speaking of such things will forfeit my life.
But I can say, hm...I was the crown princess of a hidden kingdom, and when I was very young, my father was murdered during a "coup." My mother and I were able to flee, but my home was bloodied and left in mostly ruins.