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Send me πŸ‘€ + a question and my muse has to answer it honestly | @ravusnightblossom​
πŸ‘€ + β€œIf you had to choose between me or your Calling, which would take priority?”
The question is like a strike to her stomach, leaving her winded and looking at Ravus with hurt and bewilderment in her gaze. For long moments, she does not speak, though she cannot - will not - lie, not to her brother, no matter how it makes her heart break. How it will make his heart break.
β€œHow dare you ask this of me,” she says quietly, though her eyes are steadfast in how they look at him. β€œYou know I would do anything to keep you safe and protected. You know that you are always my priority in all things except that one. You cannot be. No one can, not even myself. This was not my own choice, Ravus, but that of the Astrals, I can not deny them, not when the stakes are the entirety of Eos being destroyed, and you know that.”
Anger brims in her tone, her fists curled and trembling at her sides. She does not wish to strike Ravus, only to contain her own growing emotion from turning to tears. This was not a fate she had chosen for herself, yet it is selfish and shameful to wish it could be any other way. She was chosen before birth for a higher purpose, and there is little outside of it that is allowed to take any precedence - no matter how much it hurts.
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