[ He imagines that were another to take up the mantle of Warrior of Light, he would be ever grateful to them, of course, but what he cannot imagine is loving them instead of her. Perhaps it would not be his choice but rather the choice of fate, but if so, then he thinks he would do his best to defy that fate. ]
They would not. I do not know if a man may throw off fate in such a way, but I have only one person whom I love, and I cannot imagine loving another. I would risk the ire of the gods or of whoever it is that pulls the strings, but it is you who has caught my eye, and I cannot fathom caring for anyone else.
[ Once he has brought the two sisters together, he considers leaving the room regardless of what they might say, but then he sees Alkaid reaching out for him as well, and he can hardly turn her down.
He sits in such a way that she might pillow her head in his lap, and his gaze surveys both girls. They are in quite a state indeed, but the healers seem confident enough that they will recover in time.
Even so, when he looks at K'thisru, he cannot help but worry. While Alkaid can sit up and move about, the same does not seem true for the younger sister. She seemed to have some pain in her eyes and legs, but the healers should have seen to that. Perhaps they did what they could, and now she just needs time to recover.
When Alkaid begins to brush down her hair, K'thisru lets out a shaky sigh and she moves just enough to pull her legs up a little further, curling up on the bed next to her sister and the man she loves so much. ]
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They would not. I do not know if a man may throw off fate in such a way, but I have only one person whom I love, and I cannot imagine loving another. I would risk the ire of the gods or of whoever it is that pulls the strings, but it is you who has caught my eye, and I cannot fathom caring for anyone else.
[ Once he has brought the two sisters together, he considers leaving the room regardless of what they might say, but then he sees Alkaid reaching out for him as well, and he can hardly turn her down.
He sits in such a way that she might pillow her head in his lap, and his gaze surveys both girls. They are in quite a state indeed, but the healers seem confident enough that they will recover in time.
Even so, when he looks at K'thisru, he cannot help but worry. While Alkaid can sit up and move about, the same does not seem true for the younger sister. She seemed to have some pain in her eyes and legs, but the healers should have seen to that. Perhaps they did what they could, and now she just needs time to recover.
When Alkaid begins to brush down her hair, K'thisru lets out a shaky sigh and she moves just enough to pull her legs up a little further, curling up on the bed next to her sister and the man she loves so much. ]