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faerie king oberon ([personal profile] pryftigern) wrote in [community profile] decorator 2024-04-01 04:33 am (UTC)

Of course you did.

[ those human fingers - long, slender, pale - wrap in her perfect hair, grab tight without care for her comfort. she isn't trying to look away from him. maybe the thought wouldn't even occur to her. but even so, he needs to make it clear: look at me. listen to me. speak with me. ]

Have you not put two and two together? You're not an idol. [ a lie. the necessary truth. both and neither. maybe he's the one not saying anything, now. ] You're a killer, a liar, and a strumpet, and you'll never be anything but that. [ he leans in - kisses at her cheek with a surprising tenderness, even as the fingers in her hair jerk her up and to attention. ] You've known it the whole time, haven't you? Even those first few nights. You knew full well I was out there getting my hands dirty in your name. That priest, the detective...

[ he speaks callously, quickly, without thinking. there is no calculation as he hisses- ]

Even that worthless mother of yours, just to tie up loose ends.

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