⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ *.·:·.☽✧ ✦ ✧☾.·:·.* I do not spew profanities. I enunciate them clearly, like a 𝐅𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 lady. ELSA BLOODSTONE — Wheel of time AU.

— Elsa released a short sigh, “I won’t say no to company.”

— but he did want to eradicate the threat, as misguided as his actions were. “He was not happy that I decided to come into the tower to try and be a warder. Feels like I would get more done that way than just fighting the symptoms of the disease.” Dropping her hand —

“I know…” she says, shoulders rolling into a shrug. “I’ve lived my entire life near the blight… my earliest memory of a monster was my father throwing me into the blight and hoping I survive as initiation to the bloodstone hunters.” Her father, a monsters disguise as a human —

“I don’t mind hugging you every time that you need one.” She’s stepping back but certainly not letting go, not until Layla was ready to do so.

“ this thing …” she points to the bloodstone choker around her neck, the power from emanating from her causing her lust for battle to grow. “…is hungrier than usual. I need to blow up some trollocs or something before i lose it .”

surprised colored her features at the suddenly embrace but she is quickly recovering, placing long limbs around the other’s smaller frame.

layla, you are too good to a fault even. The furthest thing you are is a monster…

maybe it is time to go back home and do a little hunting. . . I have too much pent up energy and the white tower is not the place to release all that madness.

— once more, fixing the fabric of her dark green dress with a sigh. “I shall take my leave now, I apologize if my presence, what I’ve said, upset you, certainly wasn’t my intention.”

— it isn’t her place to speak any longer and Layla isn’t ignorant to all of that otherwise her determination would’ve waned (what a fitting word to us) a long time ago. “. . . all I have to say you cannot saved someone who does not want to be saved.” she is standing —

“ you might be right. . .” she stops for a moment, her tongue heavy with words to speak. Of how Mierin willingly pledge her allegiance to the dark one because of a man and how her heart had constantly followed every reincarnation since wanting to entrap him. . . —

— hadn’t said something that might have contradicted what Layla just expressed.

— Though it isn’t in her place, then again Elsa has never been the one to follow etiquette as a whole. Maybe this place wasn’t a right fit for her but angering her family will always be worth it. “To each its own.” She sits, curiously looking at the painting like she —

— that surround them, she is sure Layla will keep on steadfast in her belief. Elsa’s intention was never to dissuade her, truly, and if she managed to heal that broken mess the world will thank it for it but it is not unwise to express her concerns on the matter. —

“A broken heart is never an excuse, Layla.” By that logic alone Elsa would’ve acted in the same matter as the daughter of the night. “She chose the darkness and all that entailed. Sometimes people don’t want to be saved, or healed.” Despite her words, despite the logic —

https://t.co/7KlV5A49bQ man can’t wait to have Elsa finally bonded to someone as a warder 🤭

“my intent was not to mock you, simply understand.” she can sense the other is rather a sensitive soul. there was no need of the bloodstone to make such an assessment. “but I do have to say, that’s rather unfortunate. you look seem to be someone who deserves to be loved. . .”

“ah, so it isn’t because of a pesky rumor I keep hearing about a certain crush you harbor?” raised brow, though there’s amusement in her voice, there’s also curiosity and even sympathy for the young yellow sister.

——i miss the girl you were. ——many will, she was easier to kill.

“why the moon?”