Desreal: and i have been watching ;

But it’s not just their secret anymore.

Hypatia had not gone back home because she had felt the mind of one of her people. She knows them all, everything they think, she thinks with them. And when Centurion’s mind (she is ever connected to them, even when apart from the desert) is flooded with song, Hypatia listens. Through the mind though, she can distance herself.

But she follows.

And she sees.

The Naphtha does not stop, she cannot. How much she had wanted Saphira to be better than this Shard. How much she had wanted her to be good. But Hypatia’s people had been threatened, the Queen had been threatened.

It is over, and Saphira is whispering to Centurion now.

”Come Centurion.” She steps out from the shadows –though she was not hiding, one cannot hide white in black – and instantly the bond between Slave and Keeper is broken. The song may still be there, but the Slave-capabilities are not. Her Relic gleams in anger.

”Already, Saphira? I told you to stay away from my people.” The Oracle's eyes are on Fire. They beg Saphira to try and bite her. Three to go, is it?

There are no threats that fall from her lips. None that need too. Hypatia moves towards Centurion, and Kail is at her heels, fangs out and prepared to attack Saphira if necessary.

Pirate, tell her it will kill her someday. Why can’t she see that I’m right? That she’s no better than your murderer! Tell her, Pirate!

But there is silence.