The tears wouldn’t stop. Phainon sat there, sobbing so hard he could barely breathe. He shook his head, immediately trying to return to the previous position.
“Please-“
His voice broke.
“Please…I need to hear you.”
He buried his head into her chest, -
She went to sit down once escorted toward the small couch, observing the cart bearing freshly brewed hot tea as well as some delicacies. However, the woman didn't dare to start eating or drinking, not when there was conversation at hand and, above all, —
Grabbing a blanket from nearby, draping it over her shoulders. "You must be exhausted, my lady. Please, relax. The Palace is the safest place to rest."
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@providencefrill Pulling out some mora, placing it in tip jar.
"That's good to hear." Laughing under breath.
"Of course. This seemed so very interesting..."
@THEWlSE0NE "With what? I thought you were the *Wise, no?" A mocking smirk tugs at her lips, his eyes alight with mischief.
"Use your words, no?"
Taking sip of wine, observing abyssal one.
#𝐷𝐸𝑀𝑂𝑁𝐼𝐶𝐷𝐴𝑁𝐶𝐸2026☆
Anata has arrived at the lounge, standing at the side. They've changed their outfit to something a little more freeing...
Won't the 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 pay her some company?
Pausing. Did they do something wrong?!
Cupping his face again, lifting it to stare at him. "Phainon — ?!"
Wiping tears from his face, frowning. "What happened??"
Phainon didn’t reply, but he seemed to calm down significantly when he could hear the heartbeat. Slow, rhythmic, something that he could focus on.
His breathing went back to normal. He loosened his grip on her. His body seemed to relax. He just focused on the soft thudding.
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