pride holds him within talon grasp / no mirth in the lines of once so joyous mouth . book held , yet nothing he took in , simply allows his light to LEAVE ; no spoken words bar for a HUFF directed towards book in his lap . no use in speaking when anger still held him so tightly / wound around its form , spinning upon an axis . 𝙳𝙾𝙽'𝚃 𝙻𝙴𝚃 𝙷𝙴𝚁 𝙻𝙴𝙰𝚅𝙴 𝙳𝙾𝙽'𝚃 𝙻𝙴𝚃 𝙷𝙴𝚁 𝙻𝙴𝙰𝚅𝙴 𝙳𝙾𝙽'𝚃 𝙻𝙾𝚂𝙴 𝙷𝙴𝚁 𝙻𝙸𝙺𝙴 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂 ! 𝐟𝐨𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐧𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐚 , he does not give chase , does not broker the possibility of reconciliation before all fractures before him . she is gone before first page can be turned , his heart 𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚠 , beneath the swirling sea of simmering anger .
( 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 ’𝐨𝐮𝐫’ 𝐛𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 ’𝐦𝐲’ 𝐛𝐞𝐝 , 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 )
how many candles had burned to the wick / no progress made upon that which had held him so rapt . ( 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚆𝙰𝙻𝙺 𝙰𝚆𝙰𝚈 . 𝚆𝙰𝙻𝙺 𝙰𝚆𝙰𝚈 .𝚆𝙰𝙻𝙺 𝙰𝚆𝙰𝚈 .𝚆𝙰𝙻𝙺 𝙰𝚆𝙰𝚈 . ) feels like an age / a path walked before , yet stone lodges so firmly within his chest – ; swears he will die from lack of air . comes to linger outside𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 door … is it 𝐇𝐄𝐑 door now ? how he deserved the ice , would allow himself to drown beneath it if it would fix what had been broken by his CALLOUSNESS . feeling like a STRANGER does he come to lift the sheets atop empty side of the bed , watching her form / raise && fall / 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 .
a single press of lips to forehead in the darkness , whispered apology against her hairline / would not BLAME her if she cast him away . 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐚 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 . simply lays upon his side , makes no move to TOUCH her who held his heart , his soul . simply lays there , letting the darkness claim him .
the door closes behind her and she stands there in the hallway for several moments , taking shaking breaths while she fought to steady herself. she draws her shoulders back and lifts her chin , hands wiping at her face before she heads off down the hall , head held high , as though he had not just hurt her heart. lips are pressed into a tight , thin line , but there is no other sign of the fight which had just taken place.
the rest of the evening she cannot think about anything but him , wondering if he felt as bad as she did about the whole thing. she returned to her chambers , their chambers , early that evening , wrapping herself in a warm set of sleeping clothes before settling into the bed. she spent time attempting to read , but couldn't focus on the words on the page and eventually settled down into the bed , hoping that sleep would erase the events of the day. but it was never that easy , not for her. she tossed and turned for hours , feeling the weight of the darkness all around her.
she has no idea what time it is when she hears his footsteps outside the door. she doesn't move , doesn't give any indication that she's awake until she's sure that he was coming to bed , and not simply gathering his things to go elsewhere. once he had settled in , she stirred , moving closer to him , so that her chest was pressed to his back , an arm looping around him and linking her fingers with his , soundlessly. she had already accepted his apology.
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