[ The kiss is prophecy, fate. Intended, just like his arrival here. She does need it, but she knows Daemon gives nothing unselfishly. That alone sparks a fire she cannot indulge in, for nothing in Daemon is made up of pity.
But more than the kiss, that word... Wife. Yet she is someone else's wife, is she not? ]
You came too late, Daemon. [ Reproach, anger finally kindling. She can always reach for anger to gird her now, it is never far. ] I was married to Laenor once the body was removed from the hall.
white hair spotted, implied incest cw
But more than the kiss, that word... Wife. Yet she is someone else's wife, is she not? ]
You came too late, Daemon. [ Reproach, anger finally kindling. She can always reach for anger to gird her now, it is never far. ] I was married to Laenor once the body was removed from the hall.
[ And he had been nowhere to be found. ]