Brooding it out [OTA]
Classes had been going well, this year. His children were mostly attending - though not Daemon. He still hadn't managed to talk him into attending. It would be good, he thought, for his son to learn the art he had been born to.
But here, in this place, there were second chances. Saetan - after his experience right before arriving in the village - didn't believe he really deserved any more chances of his own. Jaenelle knew about Zulman. As did Lucivar. But Andulvar had been afraid, and Lucivar wary.Daemon, on the other hand, deserved all the second chances he could get.
Saetan wondered now, would the curse have been too much for the others? Would they have seen not his intention, but the brutality of it?
Given the chance, even now, Saetan wouldn't have changed a thing about it. She had deserved what was done - causing so much damage only to serve her own sexual needs.
He was supposed to be focusing on lesson plans, but it simply wasn't working. Instead he left his room to stroll through the lobby of the hotel, stretching his stiff leg and trying to focus elsewhere.
Saetan would not fall back into the pit that was his study - though he would like to be back at the Keep's library, available but not intrusive.
But here, in this place, there were second chances. Saetan - after his experience right before arriving in the village - didn't believe he really deserved any more chances of his own. Jaenelle knew about Zulman. As did Lucivar. But Andulvar had been afraid, and Lucivar wary.Daemon, on the other hand, deserved all the second chances he could get.
Saetan wondered now, would the curse have been too much for the others? Would they have seen not his intention, but the brutality of it?
Given the chance, even now, Saetan wouldn't have changed a thing about it. She had deserved what was done - causing so much damage only to serve her own sexual needs.
He was supposed to be focusing on lesson plans, but it simply wasn't working. Instead he left his room to stroll through the lobby of the hotel, stretching his stiff leg and trying to focus elsewhere.
Saetan would not fall back into the pit that was his study - though he would like to be back at the Keep's library, available but not intrusive.