Northstar Vale We are the ones who will never be broken

She considered his words, a light frown pulling at the copper mask of her features. “I didn’t… It’s not as simple as me wanting you to choose, I just…” She considered her words, hoping she could make them come to light the way she felt them. “I just wanted you to know that it was me you wanted?”

He asked if she could hug her—and she felt a partial flinch in her heart at that. There was hurt there—not just from him, but the events of the days that had come to shadow her. But she knew for them to heal… They had to move on, somehow… Past this. Past the dark shadow of danger she had possibly cast on them and herself in regards to the Pharaoh. Past her self doubt. She had to trust him. “I’d like a hug,” she whispered.