[ She too is so very lonely. It feels almost by design their lives are in such ways. How else would they have accepted their ancient bond so readily and easily in this life? They should be more cautious and suspicious due to it, and yet, they instead have instantly opened up to one another and trusted each secrets to one another without hesitation. ]
...is the war truly this dire? [ Her expression falls as his does, with her ears tucking to her head. Has Ishgard truly begun to lose the war? ] If they plan to be rid of you? Then, we should run away together. Bring your staff if needed. We will find somewhere else to be where they can't harm you.
[ Her gaze softens as he states his love so plainly for her. A certain sparkle is there, so very pleased that he loves her as he does. The expression only warms as he reveals the secret that weighs down on him so.
The Archbishop's son. A bastard son, then? How else would he be raised by another family and have taken on their name and inheritance. Oh, her poor knight. A lord settled with two things his society frowns upon. It is no wonder then why he hides himself away so very much as one issue compounds the other.
Both of her hands now cup his face. ]
Surprise me? Yes, my love, it does. However, that changes nothing for me.
[ Lantaa leans forward only by a fraction to press herself against him. Then, she brushes his lips once before kissing him fully. They truly are outcasts and unwanted by many. She resolves, then, that it means they must need one another the most. Her tail curls around his leg more.and begins to brush the sensitive skin there. ]
You are my one and only in all lives. My love and knight. If he so carelessly threw you away to others who would take you in and raise you as their own? Then, I simply will need to love you more to fill the hole left there. [ She brushes her lips over his. ] If he cares so little for how you hurt, and suffer, and turns a blind eye to it? Then, I will simply need to care for you and heal you that much more.
no subject
...is the war truly this dire? [ Her expression falls as his does, with her ears tucking to her head. Has Ishgard truly begun to lose the war? ] If they plan to be rid of you? Then, we should run away together. Bring your staff if needed. We will find somewhere else to be where they can't harm you.
[ Her gaze softens as he states his love so plainly for her. A certain sparkle is there, so very pleased that he loves her as he does. The expression only warms as he reveals the secret that weighs down on him so.
The Archbishop's son. A bastard son, then? How else would he be raised by another family and have taken on their name and inheritance. Oh, her poor knight. A lord settled with two things his society frowns upon. It is no wonder then why he hides himself away so very much as one issue compounds the other.
Both of her hands now cup his face. ]
Surprise me? Yes, my love, it does. However, that changes nothing for me.
[ Lantaa leans forward only by a fraction to press herself against him. Then, she brushes his lips once before kissing him fully. They truly are outcasts and unwanted by many. She resolves, then, that it means they must need one another the most. Her tail curls around his leg more.and begins to brush the sensitive skin there. ]
You are my one and only in all lives. My love and knight. If he so carelessly threw you away to others who would take you in and raise you as their own? Then, I simply will need to love you more to fill the hole left there. [ She brushes her lips over his. ] If he cares so little for how you hurt, and suffer, and turns a blind eye to it? Then, I will simply need to care for you and heal you that much more.