𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐨𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞

i am both the sacrificial lamb and the executioner.

my aching heart and i agree that you and i could never be.

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.

𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘥𝘰 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 . the laundresses know that the queen refuses the physician . the chambermaids know that she has withdrawn from the court . and the kitchens know the queen has neglected supper . marcey can attest to that . —

they say she’s dangerous. maybe she is. but i didn’t come here to be careful. i came here for her.

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.

But then comes the work, the resentments and the hurt