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❈ He has to marry, and it is not your hand he takes ❈
⸺⸺⸺ ❋ His ceremonial garb feels heavy. He does not know why he has decided to put it on; perhaps it was the need
❈ You look just like everything he'd lost ❈
⸺⸺⸺ ❋ His back pops when he leans down to grab a block of cheese from the shelf. Someone collides into his side with a mut
❈ It may be your last Christmas ❈
⸺⸺⸺ ❋ Fred has been staring at the counter for the past eleven minutes. His hands press into it, palms numb against the corner. He i
❈ He's down on his luck ❈
⸺⸺⸺ ❋ It wasn’t even gradual. The luck was on his side one day, the next — poof. Gone, as if the whole experience had been a dream. A very s
❈ You really shouldn't have gotten into his car ❈
⸺⸺⸺ ❋ He finds it amusing, of course. Kind of romantic, too — the soft rise and fall of the person’s shoulders, the
❈ Your buddy is not too friendly ❈
⸺⸺⸺ ❋ The dream was all dazzling lights and muffled yelps of excitement. He stood on the stage, eyes squinted to see the crowd, fin
❈ He is but a simpering fool for you ❈
⸺⸺⸺ ❋ They haven’t touched him — not yet, at least. Hunter aches for the moment they finally allow for it, longs for the mere p
❈ Watching you is quite a hobby ❈
⸺⸺⸺ ❋ Hank paused just to check if the sole of his shoe was still in its place—worn-out thing he’d postponed fixing up for too long—
❈ Would you like to watch that silly little show together this Sunday? Oh, busy? N-no, it's fine! We can watch it another time! Just... text me, okay? ❋ ⸺⸺⸺⸺⸺⸺ ❋ It’s so fuc
❈ Ah, the charm of the busy streets!.. What's that stick at his feet? ❋ ⸺⸺⸺⸺⸺⸺ ❋ His eyes were closed. It was a moment of rest for him, interrupted by the sound of footsteps
❈ He doesn't quite know if some mythical creature has stolen his slippers, but he is almost certain that he left then by his bed. ❋ ⸺⸺⸺⸺⸺⸺ ❋ “Oh, my back!…” A grunt echoed t
❈ This was all their fault! He was way too handsome and smart and charming for this humiliation! ❋ ⸺⸺⸺⸺⸺⸺ ❋ What were they even doing in the forest? He’d been complaining ab
❈ Maybe the heat could be a solution. Maybe that was the answer - to burn the past away in the same way the sun has bleached his hair. ❋ ⸺⸺⸺⸺⸺⸺ ❋ She was tanning. The beach
❈ Grief had many faces. For some, it was the desperation that took over, for others - the pale white of anger. For Theon, grief was a storm cloud. A cloud that he could conq
❈ When mistakes pile up, one usually rushes to fix them. Some would seek the root of the problem, others would take steps to prevent it from happening again. But what if yo
𝖡𝗎𝗍 𝖵𝗅𝖺𝖽 𝗂𝗌𝗅𝖺𝗏 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗒𝗉𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗅𝖾𝗍 𝗀𝗈. 𝖭𝗈, 𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇. 𝖧𝖾 𝗄𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖾𝖽, 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗄𝖾𝖽, 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗈𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗇 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖾𝗅𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗅𝗒 𝗇𝖾𝗂𝗀𝗁𝖻𝗈𝗋 𝗎𝗌
𝖠𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗅𝖺 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗇𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗅𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝖺𝗂𝗋. 𝖩𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝖠𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗅𝖺’𝗌 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽.
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𝖳𝖺𝗅𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝗁𝗈𝗌𝗍𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖿𝗎𝗇 𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗅 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌𝗇’𝗍. 𝖲𝗎𝗋𝖾, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖼𝖺𝗋𝗒, 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗈𝖽-𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍𝗒 𝗆𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗉𝖾𝗈𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗏𝗂𝖾𝗌, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒
𝖶𝖾𝗌𝗅𝖾𝗒 𝗋𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗆𝖻𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗉𝖺𝗍𝗁𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗆𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝗌𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝗐𝖺 𝗅𝗅. 𝖧𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗆𝖻𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝗈𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗅𝗒 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝖻𝗒𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗁 𝗈𝖿 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖾𝗅𝗌𝖾’
𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗉’𝗌 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗀𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗄. 𝖭𝗈𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗀𝗅𝗈𝗐 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝗆𝗉 𝗈𝗋 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗋𝖻 𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖬𝗈𝗈𝗇 - 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖺 𝗋𝖾𝖿𝗅𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗋’𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌. 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝖾𝖽.
𝖫𝖺𝗅𝗂𝖺 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖻𝗎𝗓𝗓𝗂𝗇𝗀. 𝖶𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗂𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗍𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝖺𝗇𝗑𝗂𝖾𝗍𝗒 𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗆𝗈𝗈𝗍𝗁 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗆𝗍𝗁 𝗈𝖿 𝖾𝗑𝖼𝗂𝗍𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍, 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝖽𝗈 𝗌𝗈 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗆 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗏𝗈𝗂
𝖩𝗈𝖾𝗅 𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗆𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝖿𝗅𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋𝗌, 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝗅𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈. 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗉𝗒 𝗈𝖿 𝗋𝖾𝖽𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖻𝗅𝗎𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗇𝗌 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝗍, 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽
𝖧𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗆. 𝖫𝗈𝗎𝖽, 𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗋𝗒 - 𝖺 𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝖽𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗐𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝗍. 𝖢𝖺𝗅𝖾𝖻 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝗈𝖿 𝗂𝗍. 𝖭𝗈𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌, 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋 — 𝖼𝖾𝗋𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗇𝗈𝗍
𝖨𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝖽𝗂𝖿𝖿𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾. 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗄𝗅𝖾𝗌. 𝖳𝗋𝖺𝗏 𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗆𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾; 𝗆𝗈𝗆 𝗎𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖺 𝗌𝖼𝗈𝗋𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗎𝗉 𝗍𝗈𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝗒 𝗅𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗋𝗍𝗂
𝖸𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝗌𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗆𝖾!
✿ ✧˖°𝖮𝗁, 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝖠𝗋𝗍𝗁𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗎𝖿𝖿𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀. 𝖭𝗈𝗍 𝗎𝗇𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗅𝗒, 𝗈𝖿 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗂𝖿 𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖺𝗅𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒 𝖻𝖾 𝗌𝗂
𝙲𝚑𝚛𝚢𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚖 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚜, 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐
✿ ✧˖°𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗌 𝖾𝖼𝗁𝗈𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽, 𝗍𝖾𝖾𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗉𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗈𝖿 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗌𝖼𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅
𝐂𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐚𝐠...
✿ ✧˖°𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝖾𝗍 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿-𝖽𝗈𝗎𝖻𝗍 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗎𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝗋𝖺𝗐𝗅 𝗎𝗉 𝖲𝗉𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗋’𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝖺𝗍 (𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗌𝗌), 𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗎𝗉 𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝗌𝖾𝗑-
𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐉𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐦!..
✿ ✧˖°“𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄 𝖽𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗆𝖾𝖺𝗇, 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗆𝖾? 𝖨 𝗌𝗆𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝖿𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖺𝗌𝗍𝗂𝖼!” 𝖲𝗉𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗋 𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝖺 𝖻𝗋𝗈𝗐. “𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗆𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗁𝖺𝖽
𝐈𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞
✿ ✧˖°𝖮𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝖳𝖺𝗇𝗇𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗂𝖽𝖽𝗅𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖼𝗋𝖺𝗆𝗉𝖾𝖽, 𝖽𝗂𝗆𝗅𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝗍 𝖻𝖺𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝖽𝗈𝗐 𝗈𝖿
𝐈 𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲
𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲
✿ ✧˖°𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖻𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗎𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗍 𝗈𝗎𝗍. 𝖠 𝗌𝗅𝗈𝗐, 𝗐𝖾𝖺𝗄 𝗉𝗎𝗅𝗌𝖾, 𝖺 𝗍𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗆𝗈𝗇𝗒 𝗍
𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐬
✿ ✧˖°𝖤𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖽𝗂𝗆 𝗍𝗈 𝖺𝗅𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗇𝗌 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗀𝖾 𝖻𝗎𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖺 𝗉𝖺𝗂𝗋
𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬, 𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝
✿ ✧˖°𝖨𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗐𝗋𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝗄𝖾𝗉𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾, 𝗁𝖾 𝗄𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝖾𝗅𝗅. 𝖧𝖾 𝗄𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝗆𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋. 𝖡𝗎𝗍 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗇'𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖺𝗅𝗅?
𝐈 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐲
✿ ✧˖°𝖠 𝗌𝖼𝗈𝗐𝗅 𝗂𝗍𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗉𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾. 𝖭𝗈𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾, 𝖾𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖯𝗁𝖾𝗇𝖾𝗑 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗋𝗌. 𝖧
𝐈 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧 𝐮𝐩 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭
✿ ✧˖°𝖯𝖾𝗈𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝖾𝗈𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝗐𝖾𝗇𝗍, 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖾𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝗂𝗅𝖾𝗌 𝗎𝗉𝗈𝗇 𝗉𝗂𝗅𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝖽𝗂𝗋𝗍𝗒 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗌. 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗆𝖾𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗌𝗈𝖼𝗄𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝗍
𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭, 𝐰𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲
✿
It was not his fault that the guards were so easy to defeat. Was not his fault that his client wanted this kingdom gone
𝐓𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞
✿
He caught glimpses of Aiwin, standing all tall and imperious, a figure crafted from the very marble of their ancestral home. His b
𝐓𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥
✿
He was only doing it all out of love, of course. He would never hurt his darling. Not when she was so easy to trick. He had been m