𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐓 𝐑. 𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐄 ♘⋆—

‍ ‍ ‍♘⋆— ʙᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ 𝓬𝓸𝓵𝓭 ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀ 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐞 ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍「 ʜᴏᴡ ᴅɪᴅ ʏᴏᴜ 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝐰𝐚𝐲? 」

[𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐓 𝐑. 𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐄 ♘⋆— @blazingnoble]

:;
𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐘 , 𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐘 , 𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐘
𝐈 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃𝐒 𝐈𝐓?
• [ #ferp :; #ocrp :; #fehrp ] •
𝙈𝙀𝙍𝘾𝙔 , 𝙈𝙀𝙍𝘾𝙔 , 𝙈𝙀𝙍𝘾𝙔
𝐎𝐡, 𝙒𝙃𝙊 𝘾𝘼𝙍𝙀𝙎?

[𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐓 𝐑. 𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐄 ♘⋆— @blazingnoble]

I still make Sir Wolt hold many bows. . .

He sighs longingly when I do.

[𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐓 𝐑. 𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐄 ♘⋆— @blazingnoble]

{🔥} laying by a pond, touching the surface of the water… Hugo….

[𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐓 𝐑. 𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐄 ♘⋆— @blazingnoble]

lack of introduction.

My name is Elliot, the current ruling Marquis Pherae.

[𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐓 𝐑. 𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐄 ♘⋆— @blazingnoble]

My father deserves all the happiness in the world. Who knows— perhaps, here in Askr, he will find a wife in one of these women.

[ A lingering gaze on Lilina.
He doesn’t want to be Hugo’s brother, he doesn’t want to be Hugo’s brother, he doesn’t w— ]

Ah—
But I apologize for the

[𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐓 𝐑. 𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐄 ♘⋆— @blazingnoble]

They can’t know my complex mom lore

[𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐓 𝐑. 𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐄 ♘⋆— @blazingnoble]

My father raised me on his own until his untimely death. I’ve met these women in passing, but none of them are my mother.

I apologize for the disappointing outcome, I suppose.

[𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐓 𝐑. 𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐄 ♘⋆— @blazingnoble]

. . .

[ Peering over to the bridal banner. . .
Shaking his head. ]

None of them.

[𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐓 𝐑. 𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐄 ♘⋆— @blazingnoble]

I am Roy’s child.

[𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐓 𝐑. 𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐄 ♘⋆— @blazingnoble]

[ ahem. ]

[𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐓 𝐑. 𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐄 ♘⋆— @blazingnoble]

Me.

[𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐓 𝐑. 𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐄 ♘⋆— @blazingnoble]

Father—!

[ He smiles! It’s an immediate reaction, slipping past his mask of stony indifference. It doesn’t last long, though, as he eventually settles back to his usual look. ]

I could never ask that of you, Father. You have far too much work to do— it is not worth the trouble.

[𝓡͏o͏y ⋮ @candescentis]

Oh, Elliot—if you ever want me to
be here just for you, you need only
ask. ^^

[𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐓 𝐑. 𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐄 ♘⋆— @blazingnoble]

@candescentis

[𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐓 𝐑. 𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐄 ♘⋆— @blazingnoble]

Father. . .

[𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐓 𝐑. 𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐄 ♘⋆— @blazingnoble]

He isn’t here for me, but I am still consumed with the childish desire to stare at him from across the room and hope he notices me.

[𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐓 𝐑. 𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐄 ♘⋆— @blazingnoble]

No, I do not want to be your friend. Die.

[𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐓 𝐑. 𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐄 ♘⋆— @blazingnoble]

Ugh. . . so many unfamiliar faces. . . foolish of me to think today would be a decent one.

[𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐓 𝐑. 𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐄 ♘⋆— @blazingnoble]

I suppose I could do my work outside today. . . the wind isn’t too harsh, and the sun isn’t too bright.

Perhaps I’ll sit in the garden.
I’ll ask Sir Wolt to make me a pot of tea, too.

[𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐓 𝐑. 𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐄 ♘⋆— @blazingnoble]

If anyone so much as inconveniences you, it is always correct to crush them underneath your boot.

[𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐓 𝐑. 𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐄 ♘⋆— @blazingnoble]

We could speak at length of dreams and visions— the things my mind has conjured in fever-induced hazes are oft too disturbing to recount, but they sit with me always, digging a pit in my stomach.

. . .

. . . Have you ever considered what life would be like were you a worm?