seasvng / pollux.
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SANDA MEL WROUGHT A strange feeling in pollux’s gut. in past years, they were spent with his late fiancée, lavishing her in precious stones and beautiful dresses. then, after it became a mourning day. he mourned her death, mourned his mother’s — because of all the days in the year, nate had to break the news on the day of love. this year, however, he now, once again, looked to love as he hunched over a rock, quill in hand and parchment on knee.
❝ come, ❞ he says, looking up from his page gesturing for his new companion to beckon forth, ❝ but you mustn’t let sybil see. ❞
IT’S QUITE THE SIGHT, really. the prince she’d grown up with sat atop a rock, love written all over his features. it’s a sickening and yet refreshing look on pollux. something that emeline finds join in watching so to amuse herself, she approaches. though, she doesn’t occupy the large boulder next to him. there were some things a man might get away with, but never a lady, so she remains standing. ❝ & what must i not let your darling princess see ? ❞ with quick reflexes, she swipes the parchment from his grasps, eyes reading the ink as quick as she could.
❝ once upon a time, i remember you writing such words for me. ❞ a clear jest, especially when the last time he had done it, they were no older than children.
