echoes of truth | ❝ tales of loss and fire and flame. ❞

[dragonssung]

song of hope

BOOK 3.5: EVER HEAVENSWARD

Tales of loss and fire and faith
Every word on our hearts engraved
In the dark you will not stray
Forge ahead, till the end, we prayCODE BY TESSISAMESS

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/rolls this up

[shepherdtostars]

Of course, my knight. [ Her hand only tilts his hand up long enough so he might see the ring she still wears. ] I said yes--and I promised. I would have to live to keep my word to you.

[ It might seem like a silly or even obvious answer, but she understands he needs every ounce of reassurance he can find. His love for Ishgard rivals none other. Yet, she also knows, the man beneath the mantle of Lord Speaker or Lord Commander of the Temple Knights has always longed for a sense of love and affection. She could tell seeing how Manor Borel stood that it reflected his life perfectly. A place once filled with love and joy, looking to fill it again, but not unhappy or void of strength and affection. All she has ever aimed to do is to give him what he needs out of love for him... and this is no different.

She can tell he needs aid in eating once more. She directs him to sit as he might so she can break the meal in easier bites for him, and then moves to her dinner as well. Aymeric--in any form--would not stand for her to neglect herself more than she already has. The smile on her face is far from the one he would wish to see, but it is a smile none the less for him. Tear-filled, but determined to keep her word.

It will be a trying next few days, but she is not leaving his side, no matter what anyone else might say. The Scions, Estinien, or the primal inside Aymeric's mind. ]