𝕿𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝚄͟𝙽͟𝙺͟𝙴͟𝙽͟

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝓴𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒔 ⠀ ⠀ bruised ⠀ ⠀ , ⠀ ⠀ fingers ⠀ ⠀ clutching ⠀ ⠀ at ⠀ ⠀ dirt ⠀ ⠀ ͟𓏧 ⠀ ⠀ 𝒻orsaken ⠀ ⠀ , ⠀ ⠀ 𝒹oomed ⠀ ﹠ ⠀ 𝓅leading

kiera meant him no harm. she never had. she never would — not willingly, not carelessly, not in any way that would add to the thousand quiet cuts he already endured at the hands of others. there were enough in the world who sought to wound him. enough who mistook severity —

“ so this is how a 𝗗𝗥𝗔𝗚𝗢𝗡 stands vigil over his own blood ⁑ not from the heavens - - - - but from the depths of a w͟i͟n͟e͟ cup . it is no wonder aegon slipped away from you . “ venom is smooth as drawn steel . shoulder set ৡ┈┈

the goblet was offered without hesitation — her hand steady, though the wine within caught the firelight and trembled faintly with the motion. she did not question him. did not lecture. if this was what he sought in the moment — comfort at the bottom of crimson glass — she —

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