tenebraecious | continuations

Yep. Let's see what round 2 gets you.

I would not hold too great a hope for it.

[and this, which has her lost in the moment for a beat, eyes flicking from side to side, before pulling it back together with a soft frown]

. . . That makes for one.

That makes for one...

[his face shifts away from joking-- a little more serious.

He doesn't need to understand the specifics.]

Your family.

Yes. Well, my mother and brother. Ravus survived, thankfully. My father passed before my birth while protecting mother from a daemon.

Just to clarify-- those are just men in absurdly complex suits of armor?

Those attacking were not men, no. They are beings created by the empire to fight their wars. I do not know much of the science behind it.

Guess that explains that part.

So...

[dropping her hands holding the cup to her lap, considering]

I knew what had happened. That the empire had played a part in it. I had seen the ashes all over my home. But . . .

Different than remembering the actual moment.

I get it.

This were my family, I wouldn't want to talk about it, but you're not me.

[blinking a little as the tears start]

I have only ever wanted her guidance . . . For even a moment more.

[there's a thoughtful pause, before he reaches out and places his hands over hers.

he doesn't have good words for this, so he doesn't try right then]

[turning one hand over to hold onto his, placing the cup aside, and bowing her head as she quietly cries. slowly, her grip tightens even if the pitch and speed of her tears do not change]

[his fingers curl around her hand especially as her grip tightens.

somehow, words do not become magically easier. he exhales.]

Guess there's some-- wisdom in not being alone for memories.

[pauses then nods, coming back to it and loosening her grip but still holding on]

Thank you . . .

No problem, Lunafreya-- was it?

[blinks then laughs, working on cleaning her face with her free hand]

Yes, Lunafreya. Lunafreya Nox Fleuret.

So you already remembered the whole thing. Should I go with Luna, or you stickin' to Glacies?

Absinthe revealed it. And Lunafreya is fine. I have been uncertain whether to change my address, but Luna . . . I only recall my king calling me as such. I know not why.

Term of endearment. Lack of friends that woulda ignored your status.

Buncha reasons, actually. But Lunafreya it is.

[running a thumb over his knuckles]

Thank you. I had not thought we ever met. We spoke through our journal, but it was always brief.

Well...

Now you know you did.

[he focuses in on her, considering.]

It will be something to look forward to, I hope.

[pauses as she passes a hand over her cheek, returning the look]

Hm?

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