A knight and the queen
It was wrong what they shared
So wrong
It wasn't a choice anymore
But a necessity to hold each other
Close
To calm
To feel
To know that the truth in the halls of the court was a lie
To exist
Surely the guilt of truth will be too strong at dawn, let us poison ourselves into a sweet sleep
For all they cared for was one night
A night where they felt real
A night where they lived
A night where they were more than mere pieces of decoration in the king's court
Didn't matter how the king decided to kill them tomorrow for they had drowned themselves into a sweet poison tonight
Sweetest of them all
Deadliest of them all
A poison of truth
It gave them something really powerful
And they would rather die than to return to the illusion of a life
