warpstriking: (pained ☈ fairy tales are not found)
Nᴏᴄᴛɪs Lᴜᴄɪs Cᴀᴇʟᴜᴍ ([personal profile] warpstriking) wrote in [community profile] melodiesofeternity 2018-06-12 01:36 am (UTC)

[He hates this, watching the brief acquaintance he made all those years name ago imperial lapdog man who was the last of his line, who would have been his brother-in-law. Family. Be reduced to this. He moves to close some of the distance, heart heavy.

How he wishes it didn't come to this. The stench of burned flesh, the seawater and blood. He doesn't have to guess where that came from, thanks to his own vague memory of passing out and floating down onto the Altar as the Power of Kings faded... and Ignis' memory.

His eyes are starting to sting, but he won't- can't leave him like this.]


She will.

[He confirms, closing his eyes briefly to try to keep the tears from falling even as his voice cracks.]

But- would she want this? For you to trap yourself here?

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