@petitsdieu prompts. [ come here ] sender gestures towards themselves, requesting receiver approach them
He too hates introductions when they are redundant. The invitation is her declaration of fearlessness enough. He lets her eyes flick up to his, then, dark and pleased, he puts his hand next to hers on the balustrade.
"We are," he translates the scene, "not yet so eager to entertain your departure."
Below the mob roars around the former palace walls to bay for death. Princess, the people. The people, princess.
"Is it true that you were fed pearls as a child to give you your good skin? It is a story I heard often. That your father, in feeding you, boiled all the seas in all his systems, and when there was nothing left, he made care to carve you your meals from teeth and bone."
"...I could believe this about you."
