Nyx released a soft breath, one she hadn't realised she held onto as she awaited her brother's response. It communicated her relief; the lioness hadn't expected Dirge to judge her decision, nor the emotion that flooded her to hear that it had been the right one. For days she fretted over the uncertainty of it all, the guilt she felt for placing so much distance between Mahler and their daughters. She bit back the threat of tears and the swelling of her throat, a raven-tipped lobe canted in the Alpha's direction as he continued.
"Mahler would never have allowed anyone to harm them, or so he claimed," she shrugged a peppered shoulder, frowning deeply with the acknowledgement of how quickly her trust in him had begun to wane. With a snort of laughter, she added, "but I think Wylla might have him by the balls."
She recalled the opportunity he gave her before the season brought them together, a chance to sever the agreement they'd made after Wylla made an appearance at Diaspora that Winter. Nyx had thought at the time he'd offered it for her benefit, but wondered now if it had been for his. Without any ties to her, Mahler would've been free to focus himself solely on Wylla and their pups by her. It definitely made sense, and she felt ridiculous to have missed the signs back then.
"He actually hinted at an arranged mateship between the children of Sagtannet and those of Moonspear," she shared, not impressed by that particular plan as she gave a frustrated lash of her tail. Nyx had not voiced her disapproval at the idea of insisting either Ciri or Elke be wed to a son of their allies, choosing instead to remain impartial in the gargoyle's presence. Her daughters and Dirge's sons were immediate cousins, so: "fat chance of that ever happening though, right?"
Mahler would probably need to marry off Wylla's offspring if he wished to bind the packs in such a manner, Nyx thought smugly in the safety of her own mind.
Oh, to be a fly on the wall for that discussion!
"Mahler would never have allowed anyone to harm them, or so he claimed," she shrugged a peppered shoulder, frowning deeply with the acknowledgement of how quickly her trust in him had begun to wane. With a snort of laughter, she added, "but I think Wylla might have him by the balls."
She recalled the opportunity he gave her before the season brought them together, a chance to sever the agreement they'd made after Wylla made an appearance at Diaspora that Winter. Nyx had thought at the time he'd offered it for her benefit, but wondered now if it had been for his. Without any ties to her, Mahler would've been free to focus himself solely on Wylla and their pups by her. It definitely made sense, and she felt ridiculous to have missed the signs back then.
"He actually hinted at an arranged mateship between the children of Sagtannet and those of Moonspear," she shared, not impressed by that particular plan as she gave a frustrated lash of her tail. Nyx had not voiced her disapproval at the idea of insisting either Ciri or Elke be wed to a son of their allies, choosing instead to remain impartial in the gargoyle's presence. Her daughters and Dirge's sons were immediate cousins, so: "fat chance of that ever happening though, right?"
Mahler would probably need to marry off Wylla's offspring if he wished to bind the packs in such a manner, Nyx thought smugly in the safety of her own mind.
Oh, to be a fly on the wall for that discussion!
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The truth is, walls guarantee no one's safety. - by Nyx - October 03, 2020, 03:53 AM
RE: The truth is, walls guarantee no one's safety. - by Dirge - October 03, 2020, 04:12 AM
RE: The truth is, walls guarantee no one's safety. - by Nyx - October 03, 2020, 04:46 AM
RE: The truth is, walls guarantee no one's safety. - by Dirge - October 03, 2020, 05:15 AM