𝕿͟𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐘𝐄𝐍、 𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐑.

digits streaked through copper - blond strands as he walked past his younger, a silent acknowledgment of the loss they shared through the extent of physical closeness valarr could afford. their father was dead. yet his legacy, the +

remember too that he is not human, remember that he is fated to the legends, remember that he is not yours to keep.

steely silence, gaze averted. the answer is as sickening as the guilt pitted in stomach. yet he shall not utter it. “ do not speak to me of father. you know now i have not the heart for it. ”

i repeat only what i hear. you utter dross yet the meaning of it glimmers through. conducting aerion to dragonstone — inheritance has served you well, it seems.

your inheritance .ᐣ you give an impression you are almost glad of it. nay. you will hear me, brother. i shall be there oft and you shall not. my opinion ought matter — especially now. i am your second. i will speak as i please.

i will speak as i please.

well — you have bargained for keep him for a lifetime. you are a fool.

⠀⠀⠀⠀【 to be yielded as though he were coin in barter — the notion strikes him senseless , disbelief flickering plain across his features . confusion lingers still , tangled in questions of motive and +

do you mean to say there is not a set time he shall leave .ᐣ

how long .ᐣ