⠀Firm yet desperately grasping on kind queen touch , not wanting to let go . . . ⠀❝ And yet I wish that /you/ remain by my side . . . ❞ ⠀Hooded cloak concealed tiresome, fatigue and exhaustion. ⠀Inching closer . . . desperately wanting to not be separated once more . . .
⠀❝ I fear that you may someday do so , Theresa. ❞ ⠀— delicate careful digits wrapped around opposite hold , holding , grasping, touching, not letting go . . . ⠀a sense of warmth washing over sleepless nights and tiredness, a mere touch and a sight of the king.
⠀❝ No ! ❞ ⠀a regretful tone filled with rumours, a cry and a plead to remain . . . By his side. ⠀❝ No . . . Please stay. ❞ ⠀Approaching sarkaz of supreme authority, a worried pair of hands reached forward to seek her own . . . Not fully contracting her hands . . . Not yet.
⠀No matter what soothing words and forgiveness may be injected into his mind , truth remains all the same burning within his very being. ⠀He. Killed. Her. ⠀❝ And yet I am visited by the very reminder of my shame. ❞ ⠀Finally shifting physique laying sorrowful eyes into captivating queen . . .
𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐇 — — - OF 𝙈𝙀𝙋𝙃𝙄𝙎𝙏𝙊 𓈒 ⇢ 「 ABYSSAL HUNTER ; GLADIIA 𓈒 」
I͏ k͏n͏o͏w͏ y͏o͏u͏ n͏o͏t͏i͏c͏e͏d͏ r͏i͏g͏h͏t͏ f͏r͏o͏m͏ t͏h͏e͏ s͏t͏a͏r͏t͏ H͏a͏d͏ m͏y͏ h͏e͏a͏d͏ h͏e͏l͏d͏ h͏i͏g͏h͏ s͏i͏n͏c͏e͏ i͏t͏ b͏e͏g͏a͏n͏ 𝐀 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬, 𝘊𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘐'𝘮 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯', 𝘐'𝘮 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶. 𝘍𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥.
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⠀bittersweet reunion distant and far from treacherous past . . . And yet she remained so vividly radiant in his mind. ⠀the devil that swayed him. ⠀❝ I don't have the right to speak to you . . . Every fiber of my being is flaring up, beckoning that i withdrawal from your presence . . . ❞
⠀Every motion leaving nervous system , a static echo drones out the surroundings leaving a single visage to fill his vision. ⠀⠀⠀her ⠀❝ Theresa . . . ❞ ⠀Words can't describe what he's been feeling . . . Immense guilt , retribution, remorse, pain.
@royaltailoress.bsky.social ⠀ ⠀— chill runs down own spine , sensation of familiarity washing over own sensation. And yet it brings warmth. ⠀tired physique rouse to close loosely open window suspecting of culprit of temperature drop unaware of all too familiar guest manifesting into own chamber.