—— the squire had expected everything except the gentleness with which daeron had greeted him. slamming the door in his face, his eyes blinked in surprise, his lips parting before closing again until he once again felt the fresh air of the movement, which filled him with wonder.
@celesteaube ⠀
good night, dorian. ——— stretched his corners in a small smile, closing the door of his room in his face. . . door that opened to go out again, kiss his cheek and enter again, disappearing until the next day ———.
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sudden step back, the door was already slamming at his face once more⸻he remained rooted to the spot for a long moment, unable to decide whether to return to his own chambers.
pale and trembling with euphoria, he set off running through the night and the moonlight, never
@celesteaube ⠀
i don’t. i like you like that—and—and i am a prince, i can betrothed to you if i wanted to. if you were a girl would like you too, but it’s not because of your physique that i like you, although you’re pretty but—gods. you are fine like this.
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@celesteaube ⠀
i don’t. i like you like that—and—and i am a prince, i can betrothed to you if i wanted to. if you were a girl would like you too, but it’s not because of your physique that i like you, although you’re pretty but—gods. you are fine like this.
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