Sairus' obvious distaste for the other man was not without its reasons. As much as Owen loved to play the victim, Sai knew he was anything but. Arrogant and temperamental, with a substance abuse problem to augment behaviors that were already damaging. Julianna bruised and Julianna broken were all he saw when he looked at Owen's expressionless visage; the neutral mask that he hid behind. Owen thought his grandstanding was brave, Sai thought it was stupid.[/align]
not family," he growled, close to interrupting. The ideal of family was something that Sai held close to his heart. Growing up within a clan as large as the Weatherfare's would do that go a person, and he'd prefer to pretend that Isabella had nothing to do with the Harts, her mother would never stand for it, ever proud of a her broken lineage. He didn't have a large amount of high ground to judge from, but that usually didn't stop him.[/align]
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"Elliot is using Owen to try and find Julianna," the guardsmen announced without waiting to be addressed. "His magic is still all over him. I can smell it."[/align]
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I fear no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) I want no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true) and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you.