[private] And if you ran away, I'd still wave goodbye watching you shine bright

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I can see through you, see your true colors
Cause inside you're ugly, you're ugly like me

At the mention of "their mother" he grows very still, his red eyes glowing brightly in the twilight. So, she was alive. He had always known it, deep down. That the jaguar mare had always made that choice. Her decision, influenced only by herself. Deeper still is the awareness that his mother had been a shattered creature at one point as well as a fierce one. That she had been mended but remained fragile. That it was his father who held the most blame for everything. It’s not all her fault, says some reasonable part inside of him. Some part that feels bad that his mother is languishing in the jungle somewhere. Then there are the memories of being mortal and alone when he was still too young, just a boy. Left to fend for himself in the wilderness, feral and unloved.

It’s not the fault of the unicorn in front of him, the flowers entwined in her mane he eyes with a flicker of curiosity.

Still, it rankles him that this forgotten sister of his saunters in here looking for him on behalf of… who? Herself? What for? He doesn’t trust it. Doesn’t trust her. “I highly doubt that.” He retorts coldly, a smirk on his lips and ice in his glittering red eyes. Cersei had always been the sister that had intrigued him most, the one his mother never spoke about and had to be pried open like a stubborn walnut to even get her name. The one that had been the cause of a war. Extremely interesting, it was strange how special she became because of her violent unwanted conception. This one was a mystery in her own way but it had always been assumed that she had liked to keep to herself and eventually faded into only legend and memory.

Bardot looks at him with their mother’s eyes and he wrinkles his nose in irritation. “And I would care… why, exactly?” He asks with an open sneer, his red eyes narrowing on her as he looks her up and down. “Whatever her fate is…. Leave her to it.” He snarls softly and begins to turn away from her.

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