she turns back.
knowing he is watching.
knowing every move she makes is peril.
knowing every step she takes brings her closer and closer to the edge.
she needs to be strong.
it’s a game to him.
watching his pawns move without him having to raise a hand
watching his enemies struggle in vain, making futile attempts of trying to defy him
watching them squirm, tremble in fear when he crushes their fragile hopes in the palm of his hands
he watches all this and smiles.
in this word of lies, only he can see the truth.
he looks on.
knowing his friends, his allies are relying on him
knowing the people he cares about are in danger
knowing she is waiting
he needs to find his resolve