It was anger building, at first, but it was the words - rather than the
knife - that cut deep. The mention of Tevinter a firmer slap in her face
than he could possibly have known, and which caused her to blanch slightly
as she pulled herself upright.
"I am no Vint," She said, too quickly and too sharply to be a normal
reflex. It wasn't her place, he was right - though she still felt like she
had done the right thing - done it cooly and precisely - even if she could
not actually put her mind to find what had given her the authority to do
it. (Nothing had. No one had. She had thought it right and had done it,
under no one's authority save her own.)
"I had no measure of her - had no idea what damage she could potentially
cause. So I sought to take one." It wasn't quite the truth - or, at least,
it wasn't the whole truth, but it was as much of one that she was aware of,
for herself.
no subject
It was anger building, at first, but it was the words - rather than the knife - that cut deep. The mention of Tevinter a firmer slap in her face than he could possibly have known, and which caused her to blanch slightly as she pulled herself upright.
"I am no Vint," She said, too quickly and too sharply to be a normal reflex. It wasn't her place, he was right - though she still felt like she had done the right thing - done it cooly and precisely - even if she could not actually put her mind to find what had given her the authority to do it. (Nothing had. No one had. She had thought it right and had done it, under no one's authority save her own.)
"I had no measure of her - had no idea what damage she could potentially cause. So I sought to take one." It wasn't quite the truth - or, at least, it wasn't the whole truth, but it was as much of one that she was aware of, for herself.