The words were sharp and bitter in Illyria's mouth, and she only got the tiniest bit of satisfaction from the way they stopped Winifred in her attempt to flee.
"I imagine it was only his attachment to you that made him any use to me whatsoever. Your death drove him to a curious sort of madness that I did not witness in any of the reactions of your other -- friends." She spoke the final word as though it were utterly alien to her, and, in fact, it was.
"So if you are wondering why more attempts were not made to destroy me, you have your answer. Your Wesley imagined some part of you remained, perhaps, and would not risk destroying it along with me. He was helpful to me, and I repaid the favor as I was able."
Her tone took on a coldness it hadn't held in a long time. A part of her was trying, quite deliberately, to drive Fred away with this cruelty. She'd said all that mattered to her and wanted to be done.
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Date: 2010-10-18 03:21 am (UTC)The words were sharp and bitter in Illyria's mouth, and she only got the tiniest bit of satisfaction from the way they stopped Winifred in her attempt to flee.
"I imagine it was only his attachment to you that made him any use to me whatsoever. Your death drove him to a curious sort of madness that I did not witness in any of the reactions of your other -- friends." She spoke the final word as though it were utterly alien to her, and, in fact, it was.
"So if you are wondering why more attempts were not made to destroy me, you have your answer. Your Wesley imagined some part of you remained, perhaps, and would not risk destroying it along with me. He was helpful to me, and I repaid the favor as I was able."
Her tone took on a coldness it hadn't held in a long time. A part of her was trying, quite deliberately, to drive Fred away with this cruelty. She'd said all that mattered to her and wanted to be done.