@Sarcelle RenardLivia heard the prince's answer to her question and was immediately confused.
End the war? But why on earth would anyone want to end that which gave them purpose? The many centuries of her existence flashed through her head, all of them… every last one had been spent engaged in a conflict of some form. But this, this latest war, this had been the most fulfilling the most challenging.
Livia made her way in front of the Prince who was now cradling the wounded Angel, letting her curiosity get the better of her she began somewhat more hesitantly than usual,
But… my prince without the war… without it what would we do? What would be our purpose, why exist without purpose? The chorus of whispers sounded much quieter than usual and the sinister tone that usually underpinned them seemed to have faded somewhat.
'We my prince are warriors… we exist because we kill, without the war… what would we? Livia's voice trailed off.
She realised she'd revealed much more of what she thought, much more than she should have in fact. Without revealing anything else she called her minions back, and the skeletal figures silently started to make their way back to the clearing. Livia had no intent of attacking the prince, but his answer… it was so matter of fact, as if things were already decided. Livia felt lost, confused, sentiments that she hadn't felt in a long time.