Snippet #2713572

Ain'Findeil looks across to the older knights eyes. She should see the sorrow in his eyes. She had let him down and many like him who believed in her. She was fooled by the one she loved. She lost more than she felt she could bare but she knew she must take up arms even if it was secret to keep the people safe.

“I am sorry I let you down. I let so many down. It was too much to risk. They were afraid. They thought we were going to take over.” Her eyes betrayed and showed that the fight was over not by a long shot. She sat down her roll feeling the loss of appetite. She hoped he believed the public reason behind the disband but the fight was far from over. She didn't know who she could trust with the truth. She barely could believe the truth and she was the only one that seen it first hand. I mean would he really believe she meets a god. They all had, living right beneath their noses. She couldn't help but turn her eyes back to the rotunda's door she still didn't go in there after all these months and it loomed over her like a huge shadow.

Turning her eyes back to the experienced soldier. She had to admit perhaps he would be useful in the days to come if he chooses to stay. “So are you retiring after this when you leave?” This was a good of a reason as any to change the subject. She reached back rubbing the back of her head with her good hand. “You should not worry about me. I have been offered two places to call my own. The Empress gave me the Arbor Wilds and the temple there as my own. Or perhaps I could go to Kirkwall. I have been offered a home there.”

She stood up as more people come into the main hall. “I think I need some air. Would you like to come walk with me?” She offered if he likes to talk more perhaps it would be better with fewer ears and without the memory of him looming over her.