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ଉ̩͙̥ ₊ID˚: ❝̲ ᴅᴀʀᴋɴᴇss/ʰᵒʷ ᶠᵃʳ ᵈᵒᵉˢ ⁱᵗ ᵍᵒ? @videtamare: ⠀they do. (..) I LIKE THE STING. [ there's hardly any shame to what kiernan says when it leaves his mouth, silverware still clutched in-between two fingers as if he'll begin eating at any moment. AND YET, HE DOESN'T. instead, his hands keep moving. idly, absentmindedly, /viciously/, until the beautiful platter showcased before him is ruined, reduced to an unappetizing mush of dark beet roots & what he'd believed to be the rouxentian edition of sautéed potatoes. HE'S NOT LOOKING AT LUCKY. he's too busy scrutinizing his own reflection in a chalice, less than pleased at what he sees. IT'S THE FOOD THAT'S TAKEN A TOLL ON HIM, THAT'S GOT TO BE IT! IT'S NOT THE AIR, the way he can barely breathe in this room without wishing to collapse, IT'S NOT THE WAY HE'S FOLLOWED TOBIAS HERE BLINDLY, knowing what it'd entail, because he'll find anything else to be angry at besides the king himself. ] what's got y' /so curious/ all of a sudden?
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ithanam
ଉ̩͙̥ ₊ID˚: ❝̲ ᴅᴀʀᴋɴᴇss/ʰᵒʷ ᶠᵃʳ ᵈᵒᵉˢ ⁱᵗ ᵍᵒ? @videtamare: ⠀(..) [ KIERNAN'S SILENCE IS MAINTAINED AS HE ENTERS THE POOL, hardly keen on disclosing his identity if it means losing their cooperation. he's well aware that the terms they're on are not the greatest, & that the tie between them & the king is worse in nature. it pains him more than he'd like to admit; watching as everything plays out before his eyes. TRUE, HIS OWN DISLIKE FOR THEM IS OBVIOUS, but never had kiernan thought of treating them so cruelly, even whilst he stubbornly sides with tobias. (THE ONLY THING THAT'S KEEPING ME HERE IS LOVE. /always playing the fool/,) this process is one he's experienced himself twice before, both occurrences passing in minutes that felt strangely like seconds, but kiernan feels that this will not be the same. his fingers tangle into their hair, gently tugging, to alert them of his presence. & it is mere seconds away from beginning the first step, when he whispers: ] it's better that y' don't know. [ THERE THE MONARCH IS SUBMERGED IN WATER THAT HE ALWAYS ASSUMED TO BE HOLY, careful when he counts the seconds underneath his breath, for he couldn't be too early nor too late. HE WAS NEVER TOLD THE CONSEQUENCES. but he was certain they'd be too much of a burden to carry. ]
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