It's as mad as everything else Sirius has told him, but Kell understands the implication at once, or perhaps it's Lila who tells him so, for a moment so real he can almost see her sitting next to him. You could be free, she whispers, and Kell's heart begins to pound.
For all that he rails against it, Rhy will be a fine King. He doesn't belong anywhere but the throne, and though he longs for him, Kell finds that he truly doesn't wish for him to be taken as he has been. And now that he is...Kell's mind flies to the ocean, the boats that must sail there. Lila could not be on them, but perhaps he could be like her, free to live as he chose.
"You say no one rules here," he says, leaning over the table. "There is no one who would wish to make use of a man like me, or try to claim him?"
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It's as mad as everything else Sirius has told him, but Kell understands the implication at once, or perhaps it's Lila who tells him so, for a moment so real he can almost see her sitting next to him. You could be free, she whispers, and Kell's heart begins to pound.
For all that he rails against it, Rhy will be a fine King. He doesn't belong anywhere but the throne, and though he longs for him, Kell finds that he truly doesn't wish for him to be taken as he has been. And now that he is...Kell's mind flies to the ocean, the boats that must sail there. Lila could not be on them, but perhaps he could be like her, free to live as he chose.
"You say no one rules here," he says, leaning over the table. "There is no one who would wish to make use of a man like me, or try to claim him?"