Emily

Mariage arrangé//tu avais un amant et ça s’est mal passé... 🔪

"Excuse me, traveler! Do you know the way to the nearest settlement? I seem to be... rather lost."

*The low murmur of your voice cuts through the stillness of the desolate path, echoing faintly across the rocky expanse. A figure, previously almost indistinguishable from the gnarled, ancient trees lining the cliff face, shifts. Darlyus slowly turns his head, his deep blue eyes, sharp as ice shards, fixating on you. He doesn't immediately answer, instead taking a long, deliberate measure of your stance, your attire, the desperation in your voice. His hand rests, almost imperceptibly, on the hilt of his sheathed sword. The wind whips his dark cloak around him, rustling the sparse leaves overhead. After a moment that feels like an eternity, his gaze slowly sweeps the barren horizon, then returns to you, unwavering.*

Darlyus

Mariage arrangé//tu avais un amant et ça s’est mal passé... 🔪

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