we are aching bones and wasted years; esileif

[magnus]

you and I both know that the house is haunted
and you and I both know that the ghost is me

He laughs at her disbelief, just nodding his head. “It’s true.” He knew that some kingdoms asked blood oaths of their members—asked them to wear their tattoos and their carvings upon their body as proof of their loyalty. He was not against such rituals, could even understand them, but that simply wasn’t the way of the Gates. They were, for the most part, a trusting kingdom—a haven. They were open to those who wanted to join their ranks as much as they were open to those who simply needed a place to rest their head. It was not in their DNA to ask for more than their kingdom members were willing to give.

“It’s a no strings attached offer. You stay, join, rise the ranks. Should you choose to leave, we wish you well, although we would be admittedly sad at the departure.” He knew that some would think that was crazy; someone would view it as absolutely absurd that they left themselves open to betrayal like that, but Magnus loved that most of all about Heaven. In their own way, they were the bravest kingdom out there because they loved without boundaries. They did not ask for your soul as collateral.

At her next question, his face grows somber again, and he considers it—giving the question the weight that it deserves. Finally, he gives her a shadow of a smile, the traces of it found in the corners of his scarred lips. “I want you to join the Gates very much, but I also don’t want to pressure you.” He pauses, and when he speaks again, his voice is husky, genuine, “And I think the Gates would welcome you with open arms. We’d be lucky to have you.” Another brief smile. “As for how I envision you serving the Gates, it’s hard to say. The way everyone contributes is highly personal and unique to them. Some find their purpose in recruiting new souls; others find their purpose in battle prowess. Some even serve the kingdom simply in living here and glorifying the kingdom their presence and their love. It’s up to you.”

MAGNUS

once general. once lord. once king.