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[Livinia]

l i v i n i a. What a pair they are. He has mastered death. She is living death. It is funny how when she is away from others how the want and the jealousy festers. But the moment she is reunited with him - that jealousy evaporates. Jamie has never made her feel like anything less.  Even now when he has climbed so high he is still her Jamie. And she loves him for this.  She burns with pride at what he has accomplished - bending the world to his will. She melts into him, relishing how the shadows brush against her skin. She’s only ever known the sweet embrace of darkness. Perhaps that is why she’s thrived as the world fell deeper into the dark.  Shadows and darkness had never once caused her despair.  The monsters, not that she regarded them as such, seemed to identify her as something similar enough to them to be left alone. Though that didn’t stop her from seeking them out of nothing more than her own burning curiosity to find the creatures that had sent so many scrambling for safety.  Those who are already dead are not afraid of dying. “I have not won the Alliance and plunged the world into darkness, brother,”  she says, as a smirk creeps across her lips - exposing the hint of pointed teeth. The timing certainly had been convenient though she knew Jamie couldn’t claim full responsibility for the darkness though she imagined he might like to. Not that she thought her brother minded Beqanna’s current state. This iteration of the world suited him - them - just fine. But light flickers in her crimson eyes at the mention of children. Livinia had never really considered the thought of children of her own, though she did assume it was possible.  It plants an interesting seed in her mind - the idea of a legacy of blood - surely something for her to mull over at a later date.  She was no fool - she knew there was some relationship between Jamie and Beyza. She hadn’t ever considered that that would mean children.  Part of her wants to probe - to know the nature of the relationship between her twin and perhaps the only other person she loves.  But instead, she steers the conversation carefully away - keeping her tone light. “Nor have managed to produce a whole litter of progeny in one season,” she says, teasingly, “So I’d say you’ve quite outperformed me if we’re truly keeping score.” such is life, such is death.

 

@[jamie]