Chapter 48: Icarus

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"Each day, you'd rise with meKnow that I would gladly beThe Icarus to your certaintyOh, my sunlight, sunlight, sunlightStrap the wing to meDeath trap clad happilyWith wax melted, I'd meet the sea"

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"Each day, you'd rise with me
Know that I would gladly be
The Icarus to your certainty
Oh, my sunlight, sunlight, sunlight
Strap the wing to me
Death trap clad happily
With wax melted, I'd meet the sea"

Sunlight - Hozier

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Comfort is a castle made of glass.

Threats had been a constant in their lives to a point where they brought stability. The quiet scared Leila more than the roaring of a storm. It was too quiet in the castle now that Jimin killed the Queen.

Aera was alive.

Leila lay next to her while her shoulder healed for about a week in the infirmary.

"Next time, I am letting all of you die." Murmured the woman, after she woke up from wounded stupor. Lily kept her knocked out most of the time with some magical herb. It did not curb the woman's attitude as much as it healed her.

Leila laughed each time Aera complained, "There will not be a next time."

Every time she spoke the words aloud, it felt more like a lie.

They would talk for hours, while Taehyung interrogated Jimin. Lily would brew them more healing ointments. Setareh would visit and make them laugh till their injuries began to ache. Jeongguk had been sent with Hoseok and Jin to find Namjoon, to figure out why he deserted. Yoongi wandered around like a ghost, helping Lily if she asked for healing metals.

Taehyung came back in a worse disposition everyday. He hated that Leila could not share his bed, and often slept at the foot of her own in the infirmary when tiredness finally caught his Immortui body. Most the time he did not sleep, just stroking her through the covers like a cat curls up next to their owner. It was sweet, so sweet it often made Leila teary-eyed when he was away.

But she knew she was not the only one responsible for his sourness.

"What happened today?" Leila had inquired, lifting herself to a sitting position. Or at least she tried to, before the prince barked at her not to move, and fluffed the pillows for her. Aera was fast asleep beside them, her mouth wide open and limbs spread across her bed. It made Leila laugh with how dignified she usually was. She would hate to know what she looked like sleeping.

Taehyung settled himself on the bed, crossing his legs. His eyes were pensive, his thumbs twitching together as he stared at the bed posts like they were an enemy.

"He was not possessed the entire time. Manipulated, preyed upon? Yes. But it was only after our talk that the Queen completely took over." He took a breath, but it was shaky, "So I ask him everyday. Would you have done it? Would you have done it if you were not possessed? And everyday he gives me the same answer."

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