Two Dreadful Choices

Andar's mouth opened and closed, too much information was coming at him without any respite and it was all he could do to swallow everything new in front of his plate. It was too much and his instincts told him there was more to come. The worst was yet to come and the Watcher had just been laying down the foundations before she hit him with the entire revelation.

"Oh, look at the little Mage," Aeris smirked, "I think you have broken him. You have given him matters of too much import Watcher, and he is unfit and unable to comprehend the seriousness of this matter."

"I don't think he is broken," the Watcher's gentle smile remained as she fixed Andar to the spot with her eyes, "none of us could do better than him at this level, even your precious daughter has failed you Aeris, he is perfect. I saw the promise of greatness from the first time I laid my eyes on him, and that promise shines brighter now."