☉NARIEL
A seething blaze churned in my core – not born of fear or panic, but of pure, unadulterated rage. It crept and swirled through my veins as I watched him approach the Supreme — that almost proved costly, threatening to breach the sturdy walls of my mind, walls fortified against intrusion yielding ever so slightly— just enough for Vaelin's voice to slip through the haze, a single word echoing in my mind — Nariel.
No wrath in his tone, yet they spurred me to rebuild my mental walls, to fortify my mind, thoughts, and feelings against them—all of them, especially the Supreme.
He dared show himself. Traitor, traitor, traitor, he would meet his end by my hand. For his sins, for what he wrought upon Eldrion, upon us!
Elrohir swiveled me, diverting my gaze momentarily, only to face him
