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𝘣𝘦𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘥 .ᐣ like , what , your personal pet .ᐣ
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⠀ 𝓜emories do not always soften with time; some grow edges like knives. ⠀
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of course he did not resist . it is incredulous , frankly , how such a strong and powerful man , set in his ways and sharp with his commands , can become such a pliant and merciful thing under the warmth of alicent’s gaze . she may ask anything of him and he would grant it , +
hand in hand , he kept the pace of the horses . between the two of them , he was the quiet one . he could listen to her speak for as long as she would let him . when she pulled , criston did not resist .
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cacophony so glorious she feels little else but peace . the rest of her surroundings become a blur the moment the brush of his beard scratches delightfully against her skin , the warm press of his lips to the corner of her own . “ we need not go elsewhere . here is fine . ” +
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the tease of a kiss finalised that decision . “ be of use and help me from my horse , and then you may kiss me properly . ”
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a truer statement could not be spoken . said war , impending and inevitable as it is , stomps on her faith with a ferocity so cruel that the pious dowager finds less and less relief from the lighting of her candles and the muttering of her prayers . the majority of the comfort +
“ war leaves us with little room for faith , would you not agree ? that the stranger awaits us all is no possibility ; it 𝑖𝑠 certain . would you not have us readied so that we might prevail ? ” doubt’s cruel fingers closed around him . …
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it brings is merely from the habitual act itself , a sense of routine . it is hard to hold faith in an ungodly , war - stricken world . “ i do not run . ” words hold a moderately sharp edge , offence evident . “ i am still here , am i not .ᐣ fighting with you , for you , +
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and gods know you lot do not make it easy for me . and yet , i would do anything . ”
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