* 𝖌𝗈𝖽𝗌 𝗁𝖾’𝗌 𝖽𝗈𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗌𝗁.
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⠀ ⠀ minutes after reading each letter , alicent leaned back against the chair . hand automatically reaching her mouth . teeth slicing corner of nails , almost to the point of bleeding . clearly distressed . ⠀ ⠀
⠀ ⠀ too immersed in letters from oldtown to notice his presence , but of course as her sword protector he is , by fact , always there . ⠀ ⠀
⠀ 𝒴ou really do not have to follow me. ⠀
⠀ ⠀⠀ ┈─ is this a ∗ 𝐰͟𝐨͟𝐫͟𝐭͟𝐡͟𝐲 goodbye .ᐣ ﹏ ❪ dead 𝐩͟𝐞͟𝐫͟𝐟͟𝐞͟𝐜͟𝐭 man。 ❫ ———. ⠀
ﾠ 𝓈he hesitates for a moment before sliding her hands behind her gown, arranging it so she can sit down on the grass. “you seem … weary.”
ﾠ 𝒶 shrug followed his words ﹔ her hands now crossed behind her back. “walking. what do you do here, ser .ᐣ”
ﾠ 𝒸alm footsteps trail behind him, almost like a pale shadow. “what torments you .ᐣ”
ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ .. *one. ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ
