[ Alkaid quietly watches for his reactions and listens to the words he uses. He, of course, had mentioned and said something similar in their conversation already. Something she agreed wholesale to. She wonders if that feeling reaches deeper than he is expressing if he has said it twice. A longing, perhaps not a need, to be with her in all ways to feel complete.
Her eyes close briefly as she allows the weight of all that he has said and leaves unsaid to rest upon her. He had mentioned the way the Manor feels without her presence as well. The idea she could bring so much into his life is almost staggering. Truly, she's never felt as if she brings such change outside of being a Warrior of Light. An ear lifts as thunder rumbles once more to remind them of where they are and what awaits them in the morning. ]
If only I could express how deeply sorry I am to you; that this life chosen for me takes me away. I would give all the apologies I could find in every language for causing such a deep ache, Aymeric. Maybe... maybe they would ring hollow and seem shallow after so many of them. Even my attempts to mend that hurt to your heart may seem half-hearted in time.
[ A hand leaves his face to rest on the scar of the familiar stab wound. Gone, for the moment, are her endearing names of affcetion for him. She wishes him to hear the words directed to him by name so there is no room left to doubt. Her fingers gently trace its size and pattern. Another wound she could never properly heal that's been afflicted on him. What a poor healer she must truly be.
Alkaid kisses his lips gently, but pulls away before he can return it. In fact, she not only sits up, but pulls her leg over him so she sits beside him. She sits with her legs tucked at her side. Then, she raises her hands up and out to him. Her black hair settles around her face as she smiles at him. ]
If being with you as a wife would be with her husband helps heal that hurt, and will give you all you seek to feel whole? Then, even more so, I am yours. [ And I have been since the moment we met. ] I am already yours in all other ways but by law and under the eyes of your Goddess. So, please, let me be yours in this manner too, so I might heal your heart.
[ Alkaid shifts slightly to sit beside him with her posture more open to him. Her hands remain outstretched with the smile on her face. Oh, she is most certainly nervous, but she wishes far more to give him a time in which he feels nothing but content, pleasure, happiness, and feeling as if he has all he might need. ]
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Her eyes close briefly as she allows the weight of all that he has said and leaves unsaid to rest upon her. He had mentioned the way the Manor feels without her presence as well. The idea she could bring so much into his life is almost staggering. Truly, she's never felt as if she brings such change outside of being a Warrior of Light. An ear lifts as thunder rumbles once more to remind them of where they are and what awaits them in the morning. ]
If only I could express how deeply sorry I am to you; that this life chosen for me takes me away. I would give all the apologies I could find in every language for causing such a deep ache, Aymeric. Maybe... maybe they would ring hollow and seem shallow after so many of them. Even my attempts to mend that hurt to your heart may seem half-hearted in time.
[ A hand leaves his face to rest on the scar of the familiar stab wound. Gone, for the moment, are her endearing names of affcetion for him. She wishes him to hear the words directed to him by name so there is no room left to doubt. Her fingers gently trace its size and pattern. Another wound she could never properly heal that's been afflicted on him. What a poor healer she must truly be.
Alkaid kisses his lips gently, but pulls away before he can return it. In fact, she not only sits up, but pulls her leg over him so she sits beside him. She sits with her legs tucked at her side. Then, she raises her hands up and out to him. Her black hair settles around her face as she smiles at him. ]
If being with you as a wife would be with her husband helps heal that hurt, and will give you all you seek to feel whole? Then, even more so, I am yours. [ And I have been since the moment we met. ] I am already yours in all other ways but by law and under the eyes of your Goddess. So, please, let me be yours in this manner too, so I might heal your heart.
[ Alkaid shifts slightly to sit beside him with her posture more open to him. Her hands remain outstretched with the smile on her face. Oh, she is most certainly nervous, but she wishes far more to give him a time in which he feels nothing but content, pleasure, happiness, and feeling as if he has all he might need. ]