[ it's not exactly charitable, but she half-expects wrath to snatch the amulet right out of her hands. maybe he'll demand it of her later. she gave up the right to claim the horn of hades the night she removed it from her neck in all her righteous fury. the night she agreed to marry his brother.
she wonders if finding themselves here and not in the underworld is why the amulet continues to respond to her at all. whatever the reason, the relief that floods into her upon feeling the smoothness of bone within her hand is great. the absence of this amulet felt torturous, wrong.
and there's relief too, and not an insignificant amount of gratitude, that allison does not ask questions she wouldn't know how to rightfully answer.
it may be why she listens, for once, allowing herself to follow the urgency of allison's words and wrath's touch.
following them to the caravan where they'll join with the others at last. ]
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she wonders if finding themselves here and not in the underworld is why the amulet continues to respond to her at all. whatever the reason, the relief that floods into her upon feeling the smoothness of bone within her hand is great. the absence of this amulet felt torturous, wrong.
and there's relief too, and not an insignificant amount of gratitude, that allison does not ask questions she wouldn't know how to rightfully answer.
it may be why she listens, for once, allowing herself to follow the urgency of allison's words and wrath's touch.
following them to the caravan where they'll join with the others at last. ]