( More often than not, the problem with Marius is - was, Petrana thinks, mutely horrified and unable to immediately look away - that his arrogance is not unwarranted. Magic as music and Marius is a symphony, a prodigal talent; he is not helpless, he is hard to take off-guard. To see it done is terrifying, a show of power unmatched that she cannot but be afraid of - to watch him die is awful.
When Sarra reaches for them, Petrana flinches, stiffening under her hand and cradling Veda closer to herself as if to protect her -
One day, she may be grateful.
Today, in a voice ragged with the pain of loss, she screams for the guardsmen that would have been so much closer by her had she not been at her husband's side, and Sarra and Charis will need to move very quickly to get them all safely from this encampment. )
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When Sarra reaches for them, Petrana flinches, stiffening under her hand and cradling Veda closer to herself as if to protect her -
One day, she may be grateful.
Today, in a voice ragged with the pain of loss, she screams for the guardsmen that would have been so much closer by her had she not been at her husband's side, and Sarra and Charis will need to move very quickly to get them all safely from this encampment. )