Hope Falls

“Well… it’ll be your choice to make, when the time comes.”

"If I am even the one to make the killing blow. It may not be."

“I have a feeling it will be.”

"You don't know that, your not with the ancestors yet. No omnipresence for you." He chuckled

“I will come back and haunt you to say I told you so, then!”

"Haunt me? That is a terrifying prospect." Kael shook his head at her. "You're already a nightmare in the living world, can't I get a break?"

“Such an awful thing to say about your ailing mother!”

"Father may let you get away with being a wilting flower but I won't. No dramatics here." He hummed light-heartedly.

“Oh you’ll regret being ever so cruel.”

"Never. I am the slayer of our enemies, a ruthless and brutal King."

“I’m glad you are believing your own hype.”

"If humouring you is what it takes to stop you from trying to fight me, then I will do it, occasionally." He hummed, pushing the door to his mother's quarters open as they stepped inside.

Aodhän lifted his head up from where it rested in hands, sat perched on the edge of the sofa. Worry etched on his expression

“Thank you, for walking me back… Will you come see me again tomorrow?”

"Maybe. I - there is lots to do. I'll try..."

"Sol..." Aodhän whispered, pushing to his feet but not taking a step forward

“I can come to you, sit in your office with you whilst you work?” Isolde offered, reaching a hand to Aodhän.

Aodhän caught her hand, his arms slipping behind her back to support her weight.

"No," Kael shook his head. "I'll come to you, or send for you. I think - I think tomorrow I need to speak to Daohne about Indira."

“Good luck with that, you can come to me if it doesn’t go how you wish.”