[Unsure how to respond to that, Richard stays quiet. Does he, and by extension Jinx, expect him to reject and denounce his bond with Anne? There's no way he could do that, were she present in this world or not. She was still an essential, fundamental peace that kept walls of lies and deceit from crumbling down.
It is cruel, he knows, and that he is no better than Warwick who used both of his daughters as bargaining chips as he tried to form alliances left and right just to destroy Edward. He was using Anne the same way to ensure his own claim and secure himself. But what else can be expected of a demon like him?
Yet another heavy silence falls between them as the direct questioning continues. However, it is very different within Richard's own mind as the voice from before is screaming at him again, shouting the curses at him and forcing his mind even further into isolation.
'Demon, demon!', 'To an undigested and deformed lump!'
Richard can feel his chest and throat tightening, making it hard to breath. Letting go off the blanket he brings his hands over his temples and pulls his knees up towards his bare chest, curling up more to himself.]
It is a sin. [He says eventually with a quiet voice, feeling the distance between growing as he knew that Silco would most likely not be able to understand this reason.] I am demon who pulls others into the darkness to satisfy my own desires.
['Your every desire is a crime.' That is the truth that he can't let out of this confined room. Silco might be able to stand tall and proud in his skin of monster, but Richard had so much to lose. Even here in Aldrip, with this Chosen still looking at him.
But the unexpected confession is enough to cut through the curse and silencing the dark voice for a moment, pulling him back to the present from the depths of his mind. A brief wave of disbelief washes through his mind and lowers his hands just enough to catch a glimpse at Silco.]
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It is cruel, he knows, and that he is no better than Warwick who used both of his daughters as bargaining chips as he tried to form alliances left and right just to destroy Edward. He was using Anne the same way to ensure his own claim and secure himself. But what else can be expected of a demon like him?
Yet another heavy silence falls between them as the direct questioning continues. However, it is very different within Richard's own mind as the voice from before is screaming at him again, shouting the curses at him and forcing his mind even further into isolation.
'Demon, demon!', 'To an undigested and deformed lump!'
Richard can feel his chest and throat tightening, making it hard to breath. Letting go off the blanket he brings his hands over his temples and pulls his knees up towards his bare chest, curling up more to himself.]
It is a sin. [He says eventually with a quiet voice, feeling the distance between growing as he knew that Silco would most likely not be able to understand this reason.] I am demon who pulls others into the darkness to satisfy my own desires.
['Your every desire is a crime.' That is the truth that he can't let out of this confined room. Silco might be able to stand tall and proud in his skin of monster, but Richard had so much to lose. Even here in Aldrip, with this Chosen still looking at him.
But the unexpected confession is enough to cut through the curse and silencing the dark voice for a moment, pulling him back to the present from the depths of his mind. A brief wave of disbelief washes through his mind and lowers his hands just enough to catch a glimpse at Silco.]
Has that changed?