03-22-2018, 02:51 AM
Out with the golden we sew, and the lower past that crawls.
Now, to the doorway you run, to the girl that's not lost.
Now, to the doorway you run, to the girl that's not lost.
Her words come without hesitation now, reassuring me, allowing my conscious to be free of guilt at having over burdened my Queen... My friend. She's here for me, and for a moment, it feels like enough to get by. Like maybe, with that sweet smile and ingenuity working on my side, we could really do it. We could really fix my problem -- err, not my problem, my child... But it's both. And no amount of sweet smile will change that.
Her tone changes then, and my ears perk, mind momentarily distracted from the conversation at hand. A part of me is still dedicated to Hyaline more than I am worried about my birth, and so that part takes over as she goes on to mention my title. My mouth opens a little at her final words, astonishment writ clear in my expression, and gratitude, too. She presses more tightly into me, as if emphasizing how greatly she means what she says, and I can't help it - I tear up a little. Blame the hormones.
"I... Solace, I don't know what to say." Needing a moment to think, I reach out and lip the mare's blue forelock, brushing it out of her pretty eyes. When I realize that I have lingered, lips tracing the thin bones of Solace's fine face, I blush demurely and look away, clearing my throat whilst also laughing. When I am able to look back up at her, an answer comes, too.
"I would be honour to be Ambassador to you, Solace." Without though, I lean in and curl into her, closing my eyes and feeling her warm embrace around me. I am comfortable, here - truly in the arms of my saviour, momentarily freed from the consequences of sins, lost in a solace that won't last, but that I find myself falling for anyway. I burr softly, nestling into her, not considering that other ambassador's mightn't respond to a promotion in such a way; not minding.
"But for tonight," I murmur, my voice a sleepy haze, "Tonight, just hold me." I press my lips to her pale fur, softly grooming and kissing, losing myself to the warmth of a woman who's support I take for granted. And despite the Alliance, despite the child, despite our earlier panic, with her presence so near to me, I am content.
Her tone changes then, and my ears perk, mind momentarily distracted from the conversation at hand. A part of me is still dedicated to Hyaline more than I am worried about my birth, and so that part takes over as she goes on to mention my title. My mouth opens a little at her final words, astonishment writ clear in my expression, and gratitude, too. She presses more tightly into me, as if emphasizing how greatly she means what she says, and I can't help it - I tear up a little. Blame the hormones.
"I... Solace, I don't know what to say." Needing a moment to think, I reach out and lip the mare's blue forelock, brushing it out of her pretty eyes. When I realize that I have lingered, lips tracing the thin bones of Solace's fine face, I blush demurely and look away, clearing my throat whilst also laughing. When I am able to look back up at her, an answer comes, too.
"I would be honour to be Ambassador to you, Solace." Without though, I lean in and curl into her, closing my eyes and feeling her warm embrace around me. I am comfortable, here - truly in the arms of my saviour, momentarily freed from the consequences of sins, lost in a solace that won't last, but that I find myself falling for anyway. I burr softly, nestling into her, not considering that other ambassador's mightn't respond to a promotion in such a way; not minding.
"But for tonight," I murmur, my voice a sleepy haze, "Tonight, just hold me." I press my lips to her pale fur, softly grooming and kissing, losing myself to the warmth of a woman who's support I take for granted. And despite the Alliance, despite the child, despite our earlier panic, with her presence so near to me, I am content.
Kagerus
sweet nothing
@[Solace]
LOOK HOW CUTE THIS GOT
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