Her hands stay there, smoothing across the back of her knuckles in thought as much as appreciation.
"I know. I had it long before I came here and I have been trying -"
For as much as Magni found it hard to speak. So did Lakshmi, at times, the training of it different, perhaps. About what could be said and not said. What was acceptable and what wasn't.
"I am the daughter of warriors, I was raised as one. The only thing I have been taught to do when I am upset, was fight. So I do. I do it until there is nothing left."
She sucks in a breath, wouls Magni hate her for this? Not want her anymore. But then was it love? "I was upset, that man humiliated me and I had no weapon to protect myself with, not against words, so I took it out on you... That was wrong of me. You are not my jailer. You never have been. I have never thought of you as such. But..."
This is what she was, always had been. She could try to pretend, but then what would their love be? "... As your grevinne, I know, I must be everything otherwise."
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"I know. I had it long before I came here and I have been trying -"
For as much as Magni found it hard to speak. So did Lakshmi, at times, the training of it different, perhaps. About what could be said and not said. What was acceptable and what wasn't.
"I am the daughter of warriors, I was raised as one. The only thing I have been taught to do when I am upset, was fight. So I do. I do it until there is nothing left."
She sucks in a breath, wouls Magni hate her for this? Not want her anymore. But then was it love? "I was upset, that man humiliated me and I had no weapon to protect myself with, not against words, so I took it out on you... That was wrong of me. You are not my jailer. You never have been. I have never thought of you as such. But..."
This is what she was, always had been. She could try to pretend, but then what would their love be? "... As your grevinne, I know, I must be everything otherwise."