[ Lantaa watches as Aymeric escorts Jonathan once their talks have concluded. She still feels exposed and open for the world to see. The logical side of her insits that is for the best, as, Aymeric would need a lady who could go out among the public and be seen with big. The other, louder side, wishes nothing more than to crawl into the covers on the bed and hide until she feels safe once more. It is a conundrum and one she is not sure how to solve.
Her gaze moves to the letter that has been given its wax seal. With a glance behind her, Lantaa reaches out and gently takes it in her hands. The words ring in her mind. Once more, the logical side attempts to wrestle control. Training is bound to happen, especially as he is a Temple Knight. He will be safe and come home.
...But this isn't the first time...
Once more, feelings and emotions from a life lived so very long ago resurface. They called him away to war. Outsiders with their war machines and ships had come, and they called him to the frontlines. He promised to come home. Instead, a letter was delivered, explaining he and his unit hard perished. There was nothing to retrieve...
Lantaa closes her eyes to try and bottle the waves of sorrow and fear that strike her. It's not the letter with Jonathan's seal she sees in her hands. A different seal sits there with different writing from an age long forgotten. She knew something had gone wrong, but she had convinced herself otherwise. She knew something happened, but wanted to believe otherwise. They had just been wed...
Lantaa lowers her head and bites her lip. Now is hardly the time. Yet, it seems her heart and soul have once again decided to open wounds from long ago. ]
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Her gaze moves to the letter that has been given its wax seal. With a glance behind her, Lantaa reaches out and gently takes it in her hands. The words ring in her mind. Once more, the logical side attempts to wrestle control. Training is bound to happen, especially as he is a Temple Knight. He will be safe and come home.
...But this isn't the first time...
Once more, feelings and emotions from a life lived so very long ago resurface. They called him away to war. Outsiders with their war machines and ships had come, and they called him to the frontlines. He promised to come home. Instead, a letter was delivered, explaining he and his unit hard perished. There was nothing to retrieve...
Lantaa closes her eyes to try and bottle the waves of sorrow and fear that strike her. It's not the letter with Jonathan's seal she sees in her hands. A different seal sits there with different writing from an age long forgotten. She knew something had gone wrong, but she had convinced herself otherwise. She knew something happened, but wanted to believe otherwise. They had just been wed...
Lantaa lowers her head and bites her lip. Now is hardly the time. Yet, it seems her heart and soul have once again decided to open wounds from long ago. ]