⠀⠀☠︎︎ 𝓗ⁱˢ 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕.

“you can’t indulge me?”

"⠀⠀you're a terrible liar,  have i mentioned?⠀⠀"
            
            ⠀⠀⠀▋⤻⠀⠀@mortesarte 

“ahem.  so very woefully lonely.  and very alone.”

“nothing.  just an excuse,”  a grin.  “you told me to get better at them.”

it's head raises from where it was bowed looking at papers and it turns toward morthelme with a softly arched eyebrow. "⠀⠀and what was it?⠀⠀"
            
            ⠀⠀⠀▋⤻⠀⠀@mortesarte 

a cheeky grin before morthelme leans in,  straining on tiptoes to kiss their cheek.
            

“no need for them whilst you’re here.”

"⠀⠀pillows do exist for a reason.⠀⠀"
            
            ⠀⠀⠀▋⤻⠀⠀@mortesarte 

“of course.  you’re so very comfortable.”

"⠀⠀no killing.    i don't need you gone for another century.⠀⠀"
            
            ⠀⠀⠀▋⤻⠀⠀@mortesarte 

teehee.  well,  of course,  naturally,  we can do whatever activities you wish.  just say the word.  

"⠀⠀i was trying to suggest more physically relieving activities.   not death.⠀⠀"
            
            ⠀⠀⠀▋⤻⠀⠀@mortesarte 

╱╱ ⠀⠀  ⠀⠀i'll reply to this later 

* and oh,  how his heart blooms  &  soars so effortlessly in his chest at their proclamations.  unfiltered love comes so easily to morthelme,  and he cannot help but grin fondly and gaze with oh so typical lovesickness *  as long as death exists,  as will i.  and as long as i exist,  i will ensure you  &  esremrual  &  enecor are taken care of and content.  i believe my purpose isn’t even to ensure death,  but instead for you three.  you are all my entire soul.  

"⠀⠀really,  morthelme-  i did it because i..⠀⠀" they clear their throat lightly,  slowly looking back at him with a reciprocated squeeze back.   "⠀⠀i would do anything for you then,  and anything for you now.   i didn't want to see you forgotten,  or your legacy forgotten.  everything you've worked to build forgotten.   it would be heartbreaking for us all,  not only for your followers.⠀⠀"
            
            ⠀⠀⠀▋⤻⠀⠀@mortesarte