@immundiitiam
She need not inquire who approached, she knew. A smile took her features as the fire keeper turned blind gaze upon Judas. One hand extending out to him to take, fingers awaiting eagerly to curl about his. A friendly, welcoming gesture. For one she knew had spared her life countless times when his bloodlust spoke for him. " The sunlight is nice on the skin, is it not? " Voice adrift in the thoughts that still consumed her. Lips moving in the memories of her childhood. A breath drew into her lungs slow, steady. No rush given; no rush needed. The Unkindled one was doing their part. This knowledge alone soothed her. For it meant HER purpose was still of relevance. Her services were still needed, still desired. She would remain as a keeper. She would not return as a burden just yet. Perhaps even never, if death was so kind to take her in Their arms.
" Two lords sit upon their thrones, Judas. The small wonders, no? "
