share your lifetime as chrysos heirs with me. simple words, but Cerydra has no reason nor any wish to defy that promise — unless Helektra herself revokes it. there is no need for each other to be monarch and sword anymore, and companionship serves them rather well. if anyone were to stumble across them, words would not needed to express how the Imperator’s gaze softens with the siren.
unfortunate that they have no honey brew, though she rather drown in Hysilens’ presence than have none of her.
“What a peaceful world. I can almost forgive its rudeness to its inhabitants, myself excluded.” which is another matter, but struggles are nothing new in the chessboard. “Helektra, are you enjoying your work with Dux Goldweaver?”
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