#he needs some time

[mc-survivalist-steven]

Potan: The Odd hybrid walks up to the upset Steven "Steven,would you like to talk a little? Have a seat,just relax for a moment..."

[...Not here, not now. I just... I just don’t want to talk about it yet... I’m not ready. I’m moving, too. Would you want to talk there...? Maybe when things calmed down a little?]

[I just- I need to deal with this myself for now.]

Steven proceeded to hide his arms under the poncho.

- @annie-anon-n-radin

[mysticmikalla]

BABE IT WAS AMAZING BUT I'M IMAGINING JUMIN MURDERING THEM PLEASE JUST A SENTENCE 😭😭😭😭😭

SDFJSD IM ASSUMING YOU ARE TALKING ABOUT THE FIC 

SO UH

OKAY JUST WHOOPED SOMETHING UP REAL QUICK

***“You need to go, I can’t even look at you right now.”

“N-no, please,” you begged, clutching the fabric of his shirt tightly in your hands, preventing him from stepping further away, “Please don’t leave me. I love you, I love you so much, please don’t leave me alone.”

Despite the burning of hatred in his throat and sunken feeling in his chest, Jumin’s touch was gentle as he clasped his hands over yours, “I’m not leaving yet, MC. I just need some time to clear my head. I don’t know what to think.”

“I love you,” you repeated, desperate to hear him utter those words back to you, “Please, Jumin, please…”

“Let go of me, please,” he detached your hands from him shirt, biting down his bottom lip to contain a sob, “I need you to go now, MC.”

“N-no, Jumin-”

“Go.”

[galaxylohnce]

Takashi is shiroGONE

[behind-the-hood]

After part 7 I am begging you for more Laurent as theomedes slave because I am is intrigued I need more! What happens now that they know who he is? Where is Auguste? How does Damen react??

There were a few other asks for this as well, so here we go. Part 8!!

Before:

Jokaste stands by Damianos' side and they watch Laurent walk away. That's him. She knows it, can feel it in her bones. The missing prince.

King Auguste will be pleased.

"Come, Damianos. You promised to show me your mother's garden."

Damianos seems miles away as he watches after Prince Laurent. "Hmm...?" He looks down at her, surprise finding his face. "Oh! Oh, yes. I did. This way, Lady Jokaste."

Damianos leads her away, and she wonders how best to get Prince Laurent out of here.

She'd seen the marks on the backs of his wrists and ankles, barely there but red all the same. If one doesn't look too close it could go unnoticed, but she was looking.

Adrastus is a vile man quick to take a pretty penny for any poor beauty brought his way. He breaks them, chains them, bends them to his will, then presents them to the royal family as prized slaves. It seems Prince Laurent has fallen victim to his machinations as well.

King Auguste will be less pleased with that.

-

She's observed the Prince's routines. He rarely leaves Theomedes' side, other than to fetch or deliver something for him. Kastor holds no sway over the slave, and Damianos seems to avoid him.

She couldn't begin to guess why, he's to his type. She had assumed if Prince Laurent were here, he'd be with one of the princes. Young and healthy, they'd want to have him for their own and take his first night as soon as they could.

That he's with Theomedes brings a lot of questions to mind, one's she doesn't care to think too hard on. Knowing the prince isn't being used to warm the king's bed is enough for now.

Prince Laurent kneels by Theomedes' side every meal, taking the small bits of food offered to him between his teeth and eating with his cheeks aflame and his head tilted down. Jokaste must admit he's handling the humiliation very well, and playing his part perfectly.

Jokaste has no true reason to continue leading the two prince's on, they have no connection to Prince Laurent, but they do have a connection to Theomedes. The closer she can stay to Theomedes, the closer she can be to Prince Laurent.

-

'I'm on my way.'

The words sear into her mind, and she crumples the encoded letter, throwing it into the fire lit in her hearth.

Another letter from a forlorn lover, as far as the letter carrier, or anyone else looking, could tell.

She grabs the scroll with Prince Laurent's face and heads for the door. She's taking a risk, to both their lives, but this was the only way she could think with a chance to get the prince and escape unscathed.

She hates this plan.

"I need to speak with Theomedes Exalted," she tells the guards at the door.

A guard knocks, and they wait one long minute before she's allowed entry.

Seeing Prince Laurent sprawled out on pillows and silks with a bored look on his face, barely a thing to cover himself, and gold cuffs and collar on, makes her feel uneasy.

She cannot tell if he's been broken or if he's surviving as best he can, by adapting, but she plans to get him out.

Out of those restraints, out of slavery, out of this country.

Being in the office with Theomedes is more unnerving than seeing Prince Laurent had been, but she holds her own and hands him the scroll. "I'm here on the orders of King Auguste to have his brother returned to him."

She stands tall, shoulders back, and waits as he opens the scroll and stares.

-

Now:

Jokaste stands in a room with the prince and Theomedes. Prince Laurent is being dressed in traditional Akielon fashion, the cuffs and collar already removed by the blacksmith out on the grounds.

Prince Laurent has his eyes on her, but hasn't said a word to anyone yet.

Once he's wrapped by the servant--not a slave, Theomedes had been conscious of that at least--Laurent sits on a chair, away from everyone.

He finally speaks, arms folded and eyes narrowed. "What do you get from this?"

Nothing ever comes without a price. Jokaste smiles. "King Auguste has promised me more than I could have hoped."

Laurent's head tilts, his eyes losing their edge. "Marriage?"

A nod.

He nods in return, and that's all that's said between them.

Theomedes speaks up. "Why didn't you reveal yourself?"

Laurent turns to him, no longer the docile slave who knelt by his side. "Would you have believed me? Would you have ransomed my return if you had? Used me to get anything from my brother? Killed me outright with the claims of spy on your lips? I wouldn't reveal myself because I don't know the answer to any of those questions, but I didn't like my odds."

Theomedes looks grim, but the words are fair. Theomedes has just walked away as the victor of a war with Vere, their king freshly dead and second prince missing. Vere has been in turmoil for nearing a year now. Theomedes could have and probably would have taken advantage of his situation.

"King Auguste will be here within two weeks time, by ship and with guard," Jokaste tells them.

"I shall have a room prepared for you," Theomedes tells Laurent, standing and excusing them from his rooms. They leave, a servant trailing after as a chauffer. Prince Laurent cannot be alone with a lady, even the fiancée of his brother.

"Auguste has missed you dearly," she says, her voice low.

Laurent says nothing, and she tries to reconcile the man before her with the one Auguste speaks so highly of.

[wave-reins]

I know a lot of people may hate me on this, but I really DON'T want Roman to win tomorrow...