[ He has the title that makes him a lord, but a lord of what? He knows he will care for his family home until his own time comes, but what else? Alkaid may very well remain with him, but what sort of life would they have? Surely she would not wish to raise children with him, if that is even possible. But then, he is getting too far ahead of himself. Perhaps there is an expiration date to how long she will remain at his side. If that is the case, then better for him to prepare himself for it now than be caught unawares later on. ]
Why? Why would you, when none except for perhaps Estinien and the staff that still remains with the house have ever come close to such a thing? Of course, I understand that there is a connection between us, but I- I still don't understand.
[ That part of him that has told himself he will always be alone finds it unfathomable that she might care for him, and even love him.
He wishes to love her in return, to treat her with all the love and care that she deserves, but can he even do that, being what he is? He does not know; all he knows is that he wants to try and show her that he loves her and wants to give her what she desires and needs. And so he kisses her neck, ignoring his own condition and the state of the wound on his back. He would kiss her on the mouth, but there is only so much that even he can take. Even as he continues the kiss, doing his best to deepen it, he feels the strain on his injury growing, but he chooses to ignore it for now.
He will have to find out how to reconcile the desires he has for her with the hate that he has for himself, because as she has already wondered, how can he show her love while despising himself? Perhaps it is naive of him to think that he can give her all the love that he has, simply because he has very little or none for himself, but that is the thought his mind has latched onto. Never mind that the question remains if he can allow himself to receive whatever she might offer him, whether love or care or both.
For the moment, however, he contents himself with deepening the kiss on her neck as much as he can, hoping that she can tell just how much he desires her too. ]
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Why? Why would you, when none except for perhaps Estinien and the staff that still remains with the house have ever come close to such a thing? Of course, I understand that there is a connection between us, but I- I still don't understand.
[ That part of him that has told himself he will always be alone finds it unfathomable that she might care for him, and even love him.
He wishes to love her in return, to treat her with all the love and care that she deserves, but can he even do that, being what he is? He does not know; all he knows is that he wants to try and show her that he loves her and wants to give her what she desires and needs. And so he kisses her neck, ignoring his own condition and the state of the wound on his back. He would kiss her on the mouth, but there is only so much that even he can take. Even as he continues the kiss, doing his best to deepen it, he feels the strain on his injury growing, but he chooses to ignore it for now.
He will have to find out how to reconcile the desires he has for her with the hate that he has for himself, because as she has already wondered, how can he show her love while despising himself? Perhaps it is naive of him to think that he can give her all the love that he has, simply because he has very little or none for himself, but that is the thought his mind has latched onto. Never mind that the question remains if he can allow himself to receive whatever she might offer him, whether love or care or both.
For the moment, however, he contents himself with deepening the kiss on her neck as much as he can, hoping that she can tell just how much he desires her too. ]