Disclaimer: Linny belongs to melliemellie.
A/N: So, I love the whole backstory of melliemellie's Hero Of Kvatch and wanted to write a little something set in that universe. I highly recommend reading Unknown to discover more of Linny and understand the inspiration behind this drabble.
Those eyes…she looks so sad, so lost. Like me. Everyone expects her to do her duty; they turn to her to save them, when she thinks she can't even save herself.
I should speak to her, explain that I can empathise and how, but would that only incense the woman? Do I truly understand? There are no words that come to mind to put her at ease.
So, I remain in my seat and continue to observe her movements around the warm hall…when suddenly her head lifts. Green meets blue. I find myself captivated. I daren't look away, instead offering her a look that speaks of comfort, serenity and hope.
She can do this. I have relied on her so long. Is she aware of that? I would not even be here if it weren't for those heroic deeds in Kvatch. Although some of the Blades and my brethren do not fully trust her and perhaps her skills with blade and magic are a little, shall we say, lacking, I believe in the most important thing – the strength of her heart. She will do the right thing. Whatever her chequered past, I will never blame her for it. I am not so pure myself.
Then the woman decides she has stared long enough, and turns away, trying and failing to casually leave the room. It's the scuttle of a timid animal, not someone capable of rescuing us in our darkest hour.
But dare I see a smile touch her lips? Or it that only my imagination, what I want to see? It does not matter. I can only pray my hope has reached her and offered the light she so sorely needs.
I will do whatever it takes to aid her in saving this world from those creatures of Oblivion. My life is in her hands, whether she wishes it or not.