Elaraaa_Whispers
⋆˚✿˖°𝐘𝐮𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚⋆˚✿˖°
"𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 - 𝐈 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕."
He didn't raise his voice-he never had to.
Silence followed him like a warning. Rooms went quiet when he walked in, not out of respect, but instinct.
He wasn't loud, wasn't reckless, wasn't desperate to prove power - because power settled into him naturally, already following him.
People learned early: you don't speak over him, you don't question him, you don't interrupt him, and you definitely don't stand in his way.
The world knew him as ruthless, unreadable, inevitable.
But for her - only her - he was ruinously loyal, the kind that wouldn't hesitate to let the world burn if that's what it took to keep her safe.
˚˖𓍢ִ໋❀𝑨𝒗𝒊𝒌𝒂 𝑹𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒆˚˖𓍢ִ໋❀
"𝐋𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬," 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝, "𝐈'𝐦 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬."
She was softness without fragility.
A quiet warmth that lingered even after she left the room.
She believed kindness wasn't weakness - that what you give to the world finds its way back to you.
She forgave easily, not because she forgot, but because she refused to let bitterness take root.
Independent in ways that didn't need to be announced, she carried her own light, choosing grace over chaos, peace over pride.
She was sunshine -
not because the world was gentle to her, but because she decided to be.
And in a world that learned to fear his darkness, she remained the light that didn't flinch - She didn't bend to it. Not to him. Not to the dark.
The real question rises -
When fate f