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[personal profile] pryftigern 2024-10-22 07:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[ the grail tumbles from his fingertips - empty and worthless now, just a worthless hunk of metal that'll dissolve in moments. those fingers rest against his cheek - cool like a recent corpse, warm like the summer kingdom, familiar after weeks of tangled bodies and entirely new all the same.

she's here. she's finally, finally here.
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T... Titania. [ he reaches up, fumbles at her hand, takes it into his own. the hand that was once in her chest cradles her close, every muscle in his body trying to pull her flush against him. ] My queen. You're here. You're finally, finally here.

[ his shoulders shake. he clings even closer. ]

Do you have any idea how much I've missed you?
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[personal profile] pryftigern 2024-10-22 08:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[ she laughs. she says those words - i can see you - and looking in her eyes, he knows she's speaking true. of course she has the eyes of a faerie. what other choice would there be, for his wife?

he clings even tighter, digs his fingers in as if he had claws to latch on with, breathes in his queen's scent and sound and beautiful, wonderful laughter. and hesitantly, slowly at first, he spits out-
]

I hate you.

[ but there's no sense in listening to the drivel he speaks now, is there? not when every last word is spelled out for her, so pristine and beautiful. so he says unimaginable, worthless things, curses against her name, and the whole while she sees the truth- ]

I love you. I love you, Master- Ai-, no, Titania. My wife. My queen. I've been waiting all this time, and now-

[ his voice trembles. his breath quavers. ]

You're here with me. And- and I'll say it as many times as you need, you little minx. I love you. I love you. I love you. Humanity, fairies, mages - they can rot, or they can thrive, and not a bit of it matters. You're here. I love you.
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[personal profile] pryftigern 2025-05-23 06:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[ she sobs, and she kisses him, and for a moment he just freezes against her lips. when he pulls away, words tumble from his lips, filling the space with excuses, the dashing sounds of a king looking after his crying queen, and all that is truly said is- ]

I'm- scared. [ he doesn't want to say it. he can't say it. and yet, the truth is as visible as day, just as inescapable as the lies of the fairy king. he can no more lie to his wife than he can stop loving her, after all. ] I'm terrified, Titania. You're here with me, now, and I love you, and I have no idea what to do. What if I fail you? What if you leave me? Happiness is here, for the first time, and I don't know what to do with it.

[ he reaches up, pulls a stray lock of her hair into place. his words don't matter. all that matters is the truth, now. ]

What do you want me to do? Name anything, and I'll do it. My beloved, my master, my queen.
Edited 2025-05-23 18:29 (UTC)