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❝ Your fate can easily rest in my hands. ❞ —Same writer as @VioletClad —Experienced RPer —#LoZRP | LoZ OC —Ships w/chem. —Mirrors response length 《Dҽɱσɳ σϝ Fαƚҽ》 —More info in comments.

Why

+best trained soldiers I’ve seen in my years, m-my lord. They worked together and destroyed my escape route.”

+was putting him through. “Orange hair and wielded a large axe. I— I think she’s a captain of the Royal guard!” Deep breaths, Valaac. “This incarnation of Zelda put up a fight too. She threw flame, and I almost had Zelda using that captain as bait. B-But she’s.. one of the+

+his mouth to cover the pained noise that escaped him. It hurt. The touch alone hurt but the more Ghirahim did, the more pain the demon found himself in. “I-It was a woman guard, my lord.” Valaac moved his hand to speak, attempting to not react to the pain the demon lord+

Valaac couldn’t breathe the second Ghirahim stood up. Every part of him was shaking but he did his best to control it. That old fear never left him and this was why. When Ghirahim so much as touched an injured part of those sensitive wings, the demon quickly moved a hand to+

+frankly, the very idea that Zarik wouldn’t follow the same ideals of keeping what they had alive was sending his mind into dangerous places.

As if something snapped, Valaac looked at the other almost in defeat and confusion. Eyes looking to the other as if desperately searching for a hint of farce. He didn’t see any. All of the light in his bright eyes seemed to waver. “But… you’re….” It wasn’t processing. And+

+rambling. Forcing eye contact after. “…I failed.”

+the harsh damage done to it by an axe and flame. The smaller demon couldn’t manage any eye contact. “And I was close. But there was an unforeseen circumstance with a guard. I wish I could say my attempt was stopped by multiple, but..” He stopped himself from+

+swallowed hard, hesitating to speak. “Right right right… yeah… uh.. errr…” He was failing to speak. He hated this. Ghirahim having been his second greatest fear for thousands of years did not make this pretty. “I uh.. I attempted.” Wings spread out and up, revealing+

Valaac could never get used to Ghirahim’s way of teleportation. He reeled a little bit as he tried to regain his footing at the new location. He watched silently as Ghirahim sat, only sitting when he was ready. The statement caused the demon to pull his lips inward. He+

you need somethin huh

Valaac’s comfort with Ghirahim always fluctuated. But after his recent failure, the fear he always held returned. Swallowed hard as their eyes met, he gave his best smile that twitched despite its nervousness. “I’m free to talk, my lord. Whatever you need and whenever.”

I can. [Red is upsy daisy!]

|| ITS WHAT HE DESERVES

[An amused grin and a coo escape the demon.] I wasn’t thinking that, but now I am. Let’s go.

[Groans a little at the squeeze. But instead returns the hold.] Good. Now that that’s all settled, I’m going to bed. [Leans forward to gives a litol peck to Red’s lips.]

What if I don’t want to be any of those things, huh? Except for yours. ....... Ok that was kind of disgusting I’m never saying that so loudly again.

|| OH NOW HIS KIDS ARE GONNS CALL HIM GROSS TOO HUH