atonement - open; returning jor

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♛ | GAEL Ó BROIN

The vulpine inclined his head.  At least the boy acknowledged his words; a mark of thought.  He would keep an eye on him however.  Especially with Dante, although Gael suspected Atticus' expectations were too low.  The hybrid may act recklessly in anger at times, but the faerie truly doubted he would offer the child drugs.

Gael turned to Sweeny, allowing her telepathic words to reach him through his guarded mind, nodding slowly.  As far as he felt, Tanglewood had been more within their rights to be brutal, since Jormungand permanently maimed one of their own.  Death however, would push it farther than necessary -- he had not killed the Tangler, nor did the children deserve a dead father.

His sentence is not over yet, came his curt response.

"Jormungand," since the jaguar appeared awake, the Ardent regarded him coldly.  "You will be escorted to the White Temple."

"There you will be given minimal treatment to ensure your wounds do not grow infected." Gael hardly expected his daughter to waste more herbs than necessary on someone who betrayed them -- nor should she.  The faerie narrowed his eyes, disapproval in his gaze for Jormungand's casual tone.  Indeed, he deserved barely any care at all.

BUT I PROMISE YOU I'LL KEEP YOU SAFE ♛  gael ó broin / faerie / ardent