[ She had given the dagger to Prince when he had asked for it, but in a way it is always with her. A relic of her fear, a piece of steel embedded into her heart the very first time she understood kill or be killed. She does not know how to be rid of it, nor does she wish to be. Her instincts were what kept her alive. ]
(Perhaps we will learn from each other.)
[ There is no perhaps, the bleed will come. The question is how will he weather the viciousness of his brood when he is alone in temperance? In that way... Ilde feels that perhaps she is the one to listen. It won't be Ren nor Anakin. ]
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( Perhaps we will learn from each other. )
[ There is no perhaps, the bleed will come. The question is how will he weather the viciousness of his brood when he is alone in temperance? In that way... Ilde feels that perhaps she is the one to listen. It won't be Ren nor Anakin. ]