[ A Bard. Retired, perhaps— if Bards ever are— but with more years of work than either of them had years living.
Emile is... complicated, still. She had loved Alexandrie, but she had loved her like a favourite blade. She had protected Alexandrie, but she had protected her from everything that might have touched her heart. She had given Alexandrie wings, but not to fly free. Emile had given her wings to stoop, and kill. ]
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Emile.
[ A Bard. Retired, perhaps— if Bards ever are— but with more years of work than either of them had years living.
Emile is... complicated, still. She had loved Alexandrie, but she had loved her like a favourite blade. She had protected Alexandrie, but she had protected her from everything that might have touched her heart. She had given Alexandrie wings, but not to fly free. Emile had given her wings to stoop, and kill. ]