Damen’s grip on his arm is painful. His face in Laurent’s is ashy and sheened with sweat.
He says, “There was something in my drink.”
(Damen is poisoned, Jokaste is framed, Laurent must find them an heir. He's put it off for so long already.)
blood, bones, voice ghost by @lambergeier
@taxonomist commissioned me to paint damen and laurent from catie’s big, beautiful post-canon fic! for true love!! please read it, it’s very good and there are horses
norway, catie, i love both of you very much, and i hope you enjoy these paintings
[image 1: a watercolour painting of Damen, dressed in his usual chiton. he’s bleeding from a wound in his palm, which is also sending dark veins up his arm and across his chest. the blood looks blackened at the edges, as though tainted. image 2: a watercolour painting of Laurent, in his shirtsleeves and breeches. he’s grasping a letter dripping the same dark, tainted blood as damen, and there’s a golden, unfinished genealogy tree behind him.]