Edric glanced over towards Kristen. "Maybe you'd understand."
His voice was bitter, harsh.
"If you were actually a Dreadlord." Edric knew that the words were cutting, harsh, even cruel. Kristen had joined them a decade too late. She had been thrust into their ways far beyond her own means.
That wasn't a fault of her own. That wasn't a reason to hate her, and yet it was the only thing that Edric could prick at. What else was he going to do? Claim, she wasn't trying hard enough? Say that she was...she was a waste?
He already knew that wasn't true.
All that he could really say, all that he could cut at was the place she held amongst them. "Take the blanket."
Edric grunted as he pulled away from her.
"I don't need it." Truth was of course that he really didn't. Out of all the Initiates truth was that Edric needed truth and comfort the least. The magic in his soul sustained him, but in truth all he wanted to do in that moment was hurt Kristen.
Without another word he twisted, turning away from her to go sleep.
His voice was bitter, harsh.
"If you were actually a Dreadlord." Edric knew that the words were cutting, harsh, even cruel. Kristen had joined them a decade too late. She had been thrust into their ways far beyond her own means.
That wasn't a fault of her own. That wasn't a reason to hate her, and yet it was the only thing that Edric could prick at. What else was he going to do? Claim, she wasn't trying hard enough? Say that she was...she was a waste?
He already knew that wasn't true.
All that he could really say, all that he could cut at was the place she held amongst them. "Take the blanket."
Edric grunted as he pulled away from her.
"I don't need it." Truth was of course that he really didn't. Out of all the Initiates truth was that Edric needed truth and comfort the least. The magic in his soul sustained him, but in truth all he wanted to do in that moment was hurt Kristen.
Without another word he twisted, turning away from her to go sleep.