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Aymeric de Borel ([personal profile] thewayforpeace) wrote in [community profile] synthneon 2022-03-12 08:04 am (UTC)

[ No matter how many wounds he has taken, whether physical or blows to the heart, and no matter how he felt as though he lost a part of himself the day he requested that his father be put down once and for all, he did all of it with what was best for Ishgard in mind. A part of him doubted that, and there is still a remnant deep inside him that still wonders if that truly was the best decision, but whenever those doubts begin to take hold, he remembers that had Thordan lived, all of Ishgard would have been dragged into a holy war seemingly without end.

The moment that she smiles and as her tail begins to sway, he feels the love that he has for her welling up inside him, and it is without even a second of hesitation that he leans forward to place a kiss upon her. He may not be privy to everything she is thinking, but he knows that he has found a family with her and her sister as well, and that is more than enough for him.

Should they be blessed enough to have children of their own, he will, of course, be beyond thrilled, but he considers himself a lucky man indeed to have met her and to have earned her love and affections. ]


Your home will be waiting for you, as long as it takes. [ But then, the unbridled happiness that is plain in his face fades a little as his own regret that he was unable to stand at her side during all the battles she has seen thus far and may not be present for the ones to come pulls at his heart. ] Would that I could be at your side for the fights to come.

[ He would gladly be her shield and her sword and defend her to the best of his ability. His duty to Ishgard has never wavered, not even once, and it certainly does not do so now, but still, he knows he has a new duty now, an additional one, and it is to her.

For a moment, he falls silent as he watches her remove her various articles of clothing, depositing them onto the floor before her hands land again on the sash of his armor that he has yet to finish removing.

His eyes look down to meet hers, and he smiles once more and inclines his head once as if to say he would appreciate the help removing his armor. A part of him has wanted a moment like this for some time now, but of course, there never was an opportunity for it until now.

His hands move until they rest on hers where she has placed them. ]



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