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Hilda Valentine Goneril ([personal profile] theidlemaiden) wrote 2023-08-15 08:40 pm (UTC)

[ Before he can pull back her fingers grasp his chin, holding him fast to her. ]

You let me worry about what I’ll regret.

[ It’s so unlike her to say that, to take on such ownership of something so serious but in the moment it escapes her completely. Most of them time she cares little for decisions being made for her when they involve some iota of responsibility. It goes against every cell in her body because her position in life denotes that she’s meant to follow and following to Hilda meant never taking accountability for any matter of importance.

Yet here she is. Trying. Hoping that Sylvain will do the same.

He often said he was a lover and not a fighter, but all of that love often felt directed at everyone but himself. All she wanted to do in that moment was take his hand so they could experience all the joy, all the terror, in accepting that love together. She wanted to walk beside him as much as she wanted him to find refuge in her.

Her eyes become liquid, practically molten pools of adoration as she relinquishes her hold on his chin to hold out her pinky towards him. ]


Pinky promise it, Sylvain.

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