𝕐𝔸ℕ𝔻𝔼ℝ𝔼 𝕊ℂ𝔼ℕ𝔸ℝ𝕀𝕆

𝟸. 𝚆𝙴𝙻𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙴 𝙱𝙰𝙲𝙺

|| DUKE SYLAS ||

Where once we lawns, wildflowers grow ー rainbow freckles to adorn the green. His digits slowly caress, and a slight smile couldn't help but show up upon seeing you stirring in your sleep. at that moment, the almost-wilted roses in the vase suddenly grow healthy, and he sees in the corner of his eyes that it is raining flowers once again. He sighs in bliss, bringing his cheek to your white-feathers wing. For three days straight, his excessive happiness had caused his land to rain flowers, and such a beautiful sight it is he could even hear the laughter of children when the flowers melt like snow after making contact with their warm temperatures.

On the day he thought he lost you, those who live in his fief almost drowned from the endless rain. As the world's most beloved half-fae whose special ability is to control the weather, on the day he had cried tears of blood while slaughtering his kins, the world also wept for him, and if it wasn't because of the third prince himself coming to his side to coax him, he probably had murdered more people than he could count.

But that won't happen again,  he promises. Although it took him six years, the third prince did fulfill his promise to find a way to revive you, so in exchange, he will be a good subordinate to His Highness, and a good subordinate won't go around killing his future king's subject left and right.

"Mo luachmhair ."

In the blink of an eye, you suddenly fly away from him, taking him by surprise. Sylas doesn't even have time to react when you bump into his magic barrier that prevents you from leaving the room. Your body is thrown back and falls on the floor. The half-fae goes to pick you up. Your quivering form of a little dove is so cute he can't help but plant a kiss on your forehead.

"Didn't I tell you not to fly around so much?" He smiles, flowers blooming around him. "By the way, you haven't turned to a human at all after finding your leg bound to the bed. Are you that scared? Are you scared of me, precious?"

You answer him by pecking him on his nose to harm him. It makes you uncomfortable since his face is so close to yours. 

He laughs. The purpose is to hurt him but the man purposely deludes himself into thinking that it is your way of kissing him. He rubs your head with his index, snuggling his cheek against yours.

"I love you too, my dearest."

Truly, how delusional.

|| DUKE XIN ||

A brilliant light hugs the land as the sun stretches out with golden arms, yet the man can only watch it from the inside of his cramped, dim, and cave-like room; except for the cheap spindly pine frame bed and a lighted candle on the wooden nightstand, there was nothing else in there. It makes one wonder if this room was meant for a prisoner instead, but that doesn't matter anymore, because starting from today, he can go back to the duchy together with you.

The man who wears a white linen liturgical vestment with sleeves, gently closes your ears with his palms, in hope that you won't hear the screams from the outside of the room, but judging by how your animal form in his embrace quivers greatly, he knows that he had failed, but what can he do?

Xin waits patiently until the knights assigned by His Highness the third prince comes into his room. He is glad that the one who enters isn't covered by any sign of blood, but since he knows how bloody the outside is, the saint cradles you to his chest as he walks outside, shielding you from the horrible sight of corpses piling up.

"It's okay," he assures the bunny in his embrace. "They deserve it."

The saint indifferently steps on the corpses as if they were a red carpet for him to walk on. He recalls the abuse he received from those who work in the church and couldn't help but sneer.