There was one aetheric recreation there... a-a shade who had awareness entirely. He recognized Thisru and I by the color of our soul. He called us "my old new friends." I-if anyone might know where to look, or have information, perhaps it is Hytholodaeus... if I return to the First, I will be certain to ask.
[ She does not know who she and her sister were before hand, other than apparently a connection to the shade and Emet-Selch. Those facts and that of knowing she is tied to Aymeric. Learning anything would mean she must leave his side and home once more. A feat that she honestly does not wish perform more than she must.
His words cause her arms to shake once more. How can she be so horrible at expressing things to him? Why can her words never seem to be enough to have him understand and believe just how much she needs him; how much he matters to her? How much so many in Ishgard look to him as their leader? He saw them through ending the Dragonsong War. He made the military choices needed to see it through when none others in a thousand years could. He is not only so very much needed, but so deeply loved...
Alkaid remains quiet for a moment as she wrestles with what to say or do. He quite obviously does not remember much--if anything--of the time he spent just days ago as a thrall to King Thordan. She had told him something during that time, even made a request of him. Part of her is glad he seemingly does not remember that she did or why she did...
Alkaid pushes herself up so she might lean over him. Both of her shaking hands cup his face, fingertips moving into the hair that sits in front of her ears. Tears gave already gathered in her eyes and begun to fall. ]
I might ... I might have continued to do amazing things even if we did not meet in this life. M-maybe Thisru and I would be war heroes... but... but... [ Her ears press down to her head once her eyes have close in an attempt to stop her tears. ] I-I don't know how much of me would be the Warrior of Light and how much would be Lantaa. If I lost you... I... I don't know much of Lantaa would remain. I don't--I don't wish to be on any star where you are not.
[ Her head lowers a fraction before she leans forward to nudge his jaw with her nose. A silent request he not be angry or disappointed in her for not being the strong and impenetrable Warrior of Light they all think she and her sister are. Her whole person begins to shake and she's aware she cannot stop not that she has started. ]
I couldn't have survived what I did on the First without you. W-without knowing that I had someone I had to return to at all costs. Someone who needs me, n-not just the Warrior of Light. Someone who sees the person underneath all the titles and accolades, who just wishes to be with me... the person I love more than anything else on this star...
[ Alkaid reaches for his hand with her own. She presses then to her chest, above her heart. Her nose nudges his chin once more as her tears continue. ]
The man that I wish I could properly explain how much I love and need him. The man I need to feel whole and complete, regardless of how my soul might still be spread across the reflections. The man who... who... I was so afraid that I would lose, despite all that I tried to do... [ Alkaid tilts her head down and presses back the cry that wishes to burst through her. ] The man w-who I loved since the moment I saw him at a diplomatic meeting, who if he asked me to jump into a ravine to stop a war that plagued his people, I would. Simply because he asked me...
[ Her hand curls around his tightly. ] My knight that I was so terrified I'd lose after his countrymen tried to take his life. He wasn't mine to lose then... I thought he wouldn't love a Warrior of Light beyond her titles and deeds, or have any interest in me... s-so I had settled on loving him from afar, doing whatever he would ask of me, in a way to show the love I had for him and his people. B-but, when I learned they tried to kill him...t-to take him away... a-and refused to let me help heal him...
I couldn't bear the thought of living on this star without being able to see him smile again. I still can't--even moreso now. [ A gentle sob finally breaks through and she presses her nose once more to his jaw. Please, don't think less of me. ] about are so very loved, Aymeric de Borel. Your countrymen love and admire you. You are their inspiration...
B-but none love you as much as I, and I cannot even express how much I love you. What can I do to show you? Maybe it is not enough to heal the hurt your father gave you...but, I wish to at least try to...
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[ She does not know who she and her sister were before hand, other than apparently a connection to the shade and Emet-Selch. Those facts and that of knowing she is tied to Aymeric. Learning anything would mean she must leave his side and home once more. A feat that she honestly does not wish perform more than she must.
His words cause her arms to shake once more. How can she be so horrible at expressing things to him? Why can her words never seem to be enough to have him understand and believe just how much she needs him; how much he matters to her? How much so many in Ishgard look to him as their leader? He saw them through ending the Dragonsong War. He made the military choices needed to see it through when none others in a thousand years could. He is not only so very much needed, but so deeply loved...
Alkaid remains quiet for a moment as she wrestles with what to say or do. He quite obviously does not remember much--if anything--of the time he spent just days ago as a thrall to King Thordan. She had told him something during that time, even made a request of him. Part of her is glad he seemingly does not remember that she did or why she did...
Alkaid pushes herself up so she might lean over him. Both of her shaking hands cup his face, fingertips moving into the hair that sits in front of her ears. Tears gave already gathered in her eyes and begun to fall. ]
I might ... I might have continued to do amazing things even if we did not meet in this life. M-maybe Thisru and I would be war heroes... but... but... [ Her ears press down to her head once her eyes have close in an attempt to stop her tears. ] I-I don't know how much of me would be the Warrior of Light and how much would be Lantaa. If I lost you... I... I don't know much of Lantaa would remain. I don't--I don't wish to be on any star where you are not.
[ Her head lowers a fraction before she leans forward to nudge his jaw with her nose. A silent request he not be angry or disappointed in her for not being the strong and impenetrable Warrior of Light they all think she and her sister are. Her whole person begins to shake and she's aware she cannot stop not that she has started. ]
I couldn't have survived what I did on the First without you. W-without knowing that I had someone I had to return to at all costs. Someone who needs me, n-not just the Warrior of Light. Someone who sees the person underneath all the titles and accolades, who just wishes to be with me... the person I love more than anything else on this star...
[ Alkaid reaches for his hand with her own. She presses then to her chest, above her heart. Her nose nudges his chin once more as her tears continue. ]
The man that I wish I could properly explain how much I love and need him. The man I need to feel whole and complete, regardless of how my soul might still be spread across the reflections. The man who... who... I was so afraid that I would lose, despite all that I tried to do... [ Alkaid tilts her head down and presses back the cry that wishes to burst through her. ] The man w-who I loved since the moment I saw him at a diplomatic meeting, who if he asked me to jump into a ravine to stop a war that plagued his people, I would. Simply because he asked me...
[ Her hand curls around his tightly. ] My knight that I was so terrified I'd lose after his countrymen tried to take his life. He wasn't mine to lose then... I thought he wouldn't love a Warrior of Light beyond her titles and deeds, or have any interest in me... s-so I had settled on loving him from afar, doing whatever he would ask of me, in a way to show the love I had for him and his people. B-but, when I learned they tried to kill him...t-to take him away... a-and refused to let me help heal him...
I couldn't bear the thought of living on this star without being able to see him smile again. I still can't--even moreso now. [ A gentle sob finally breaks through and she presses her nose once more to his jaw. Please, don't think less of me. ] about are so very loved, Aymeric de Borel. Your countrymen love and admire you. You are their inspiration...
B-but none love you as much as I, and I cannot even express how much I love you. What can I do to show you? Maybe it is not enough to heal the hurt your father gave you...but, I wish to at least try to...