06-23-2014, 04:42 PM
Aria blinked at the flame dancing, the light making shadows that were not there moments before. She really didn't know what to say to the declaration that she wielded the power of the gods. Another so-called monsters walking the halls of the Atharim, unknown. It made Aria smile. "While I've encountered others like you, I must say you are the first woman. "
But she wasn't sure if she wanted to tell Tehya her own secrets. But she supposed trust was a two way street. Though Aria wondered why anyone would want to trust her, she doubted her own convictions, plotted against what was proper.
And there really was no way to put it, nothing of proof to tell of her origins. Did it really matter? Truth, the word felt like a dagger through her heart. There were things she wasn't willing to tell anyone. But being Sentient wasn't going to stay hidden forever, Father Dimitri or the Regus would see to that. Honesty, could she pull it off? Now? It seemed so distant, being the caring person. Being untainted from the corruption of her own powers.
Aria rummaged through a pile of books and found the letter her mother had left her. The truth of her birth, or as much of it that she had learned anyway. She handed it to Tehya. "In trust, we share."
Aria waited for Tehya to finish. "My father was Sentient, I am not Furia like my mother."
She smiled. "For my birthright, the Regus sends me to kill Ascendancy."
Aria laughed. It wasn't funny. Though she was sure it had more to do than that, wrong place, wrong time was more like it. She'd been the unfortunate soul to walk in on their discussion of the topic. Aria reiterated the same thought to Tehya.
"I suppose as the expert you'd have more of an idea how to proceed."
But she wasn't sure if she wanted to tell Tehya her own secrets. But she supposed trust was a two way street. Though Aria wondered why anyone would want to trust her, she doubted her own convictions, plotted against what was proper.
And there really was no way to put it, nothing of proof to tell of her origins. Did it really matter? Truth, the word felt like a dagger through her heart. There were things she wasn't willing to tell anyone. But being Sentient wasn't going to stay hidden forever, Father Dimitri or the Regus would see to that. Honesty, could she pull it off? Now? It seemed so distant, being the caring person. Being untainted from the corruption of her own powers.
Aria rummaged through a pile of books and found the letter her mother had left her. The truth of her birth, or as much of it that she had learned anyway. She handed it to Tehya. "In trust, we share."
Aria waited for Tehya to finish. "My father was Sentient, I am not Furia like my mother."
She smiled. "For my birthright, the Regus sends me to kill Ascendancy."
Aria laughed. It wasn't funny. Though she was sure it had more to do than that, wrong place, wrong time was more like it. She'd been the unfortunate soul to walk in on their discussion of the topic. Aria reiterated the same thought to Tehya.
"I suppose as the expert you'd have more of an idea how to proceed."