[ 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.
[ Something warm bubbles up her throat - equal parts fond and protective and maybe just a little mischievous. It's truer than anything he's ever told her and as much as it makes her heart ache to suddenly see him so frightened, there's another part of her just as eager to reassure him. She's been keeping so many shameful words tucked away in her heart for all this time and now she doesn't have any choice but to let them pour out of her. ]
You're silly. [ Her voice is low and sweet - her tears give it a raspy edge that make it even warmer than it already was. ] Where would I even go without you? Here, see...?
[ She catches his wrist and slowly drags his hand down until his palm cradles the side of her throat. Under his touch, her pulse beats steady and true. ]
It's kind of a corny line, but... technically, my heart really is yours, isn't it?
[ Her chin dips down and she lifts his hand just enough to press a kiss to his palm. He'd been so careful with her heart that of course she'll do the same in return. ]
So... will you take me home? [ Her tone takes just the slightest turn for bossy, a playful imitation of a queen who expects her every word to be obeyed. ] This is a horrible place to spend a wedding night, you know.
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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.
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You're silly. [ Her voice is low and sweet - her tears give it a raspy edge that make it even warmer than it already was. ] Where would I even go without you? Here, see...?
[ She catches his wrist and slowly drags his hand down until his palm cradles the side of her throat. Under his touch, her pulse beats steady and true. ]
It's kind of a corny line, but... technically, my heart really is yours, isn't it?
[ Her chin dips down and she lifts his hand just enough to press a kiss to his palm. He'd been so careful with her heart that of course she'll do the same in return. ]
So... will you take me home? [ Her tone takes just the slightest turn for bossy, a playful imitation of a queen who expects her every word to be obeyed. ] This is a horrible place to spend a wedding night, you know.