@crescentstarred asked: “ come on , take a deep breath . it’s gonna be alright . ”
hurt/comfort sentence starters!! -- accepting!!
Nine years is a long time. Nine years ago, she launched an all out war. Nine years ago, countless sacrifices were made. To sacrifice then was to never sacrifice again afterwards. That wish is her present, because Claude... Khalid von Riegan spared her life four years ago. And two years ago, he made her his wife and his queen.
When she thinks of how similar their ambitions were, but how drastically opposed their intentions to reach those ambitions.. She wonders how they ever made their way to who they are now. What they mean to the other.
It began with the hand he held out toward her. A hand, instead of an arrow to her heart. A heart that should not be allowed to keep beating, in Rhea’s eyes. A declaration that the Emperor of Fire agreed with, but could not accept for the sake of Fodlan’s future. A declaration her most cherished rejected.
It persists day in and day out. Without hesitation, he reaches out his hand and she reaches to take it in return. While he helped to bring about Fodlan’s new dawn? To Edelgard von Hresvelg, Claude is her new dawn. He is her sun. The light that banishes the dark that never truly leaves her. She left that little girl in the depths of Enbarr’s castle, but that little girl never left her.
Nightmares haunt her mercilessly.
Claude reaches through those nightmares, as he always does. Her hand grabs his as she jolts awake. She grabs his hand with more force than necessary. Her grasp lessens once she fully awakens from the dream.
“...Claude.”
The delicate, vulnerable way she speaks his name is reserved only for moments like this. Alone in their bed. Not King and Queen of Almyra, but... Khalid and El. Just two lovers for a moment in time.
“Thank you.”
He is the anchor on the stormy sea, the lighthouse that shines through rising waves.
She interlocks their fingers, burying her face into the crook of his neck. She’ll drift away soon, into more pleasant dreams.