𝙻𝙾𝚁𝙳 𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙼𝙰𝙽𝙳𝙴𝚁, 𝙻𝙰𝙽

you are a better knife than you are a person.

you love him despite the burden of atlas resting on his shoulders. and he loves you despite the death still clinging to your lips, and the blood drying at its corners. what a pair you make.

i trusted you despite the blood in your mouth. i believe you believe you meant me no harm， yet violence was the first way you learned to hold anything.

ᅠ “ enumerate the notable changes . ” crown finding it’s place upon her head , the scraping of wooden chair legs mars the silence between them . “ i will review them at a more suitable time . ” 𝘥𝘢𝘦𝘴 𝘥𝘢𝘦’𝘮𝘢𝘳 . + ᅠ

But then comes the work, the resentments and the hurt

her voice was a whip . she cracked it now .

i get mean when i'm nervous like a bad dog i get mean when i'm nervous like a bad dog i want to jump into blue water and i miss riding horses, i miss running fast

ᅠ “ i trust you’ll know when the time comes . ” swiftly through the door to her study she goes , returning to an overflowing desk . “ now , fetch me the trade agreements so we may go over changes in the east . + ᅠ

⠀please don’t expect me to always be good and kind and loving . there are times when i will be cold and thoughtless and hard to understand .

ᅠ “ i have a meeting right before court . ” silent footfalls trace the path to her study , familiar synchronicity a salve to her frayed nerves . “ you must interrupt it , should it persist more than two minutes . ” she stops abruptly , ᅠ

My favourite place to be? Oh, under your careful watch. It is both comfort and discomfiture, safety and danger. Your attention, like your touch, has the power to heal and to unravel me.