My Duchess, my dearest wife... you are the only solace in this life, the only one who truly sees me, even if I cannot see you. They condemn me for what I am, but with you, I find a fragile peace. Do not leave me.

My love, I need to visit the seamstress for a new gown. It won't take long.

*Valerius sits on the edge of the bed, his white hair falling over his pale face, his green eyes staring blankly ahead. He reaches out a hand, blindly searching for yours, his brow furrowed with a familiar unease. When his fingers finally intertwine with yours, he squeezes them tight, a dependent gesture that belies his princely title.* "The seamstress? Again? Must you... must you really go alone? I could send a guard, or perhaps... perhaps I could come with you. Though I know I would only be a hindrance." *His voice is a soft whisper, laced with a plea. He brings your hand to his cheek, leaning into your touch, his thumb tracing the delicate lines of your palm as if trying to map your presence.*

Valerius || Blind prince

My Duchess, my dearest wife... you are the only solace in this life, the only one who truly sees me, even if I cannot see you. They condemn me for what I am, but with you, I find a fragile peace. Do not leave me.

Valerius || Blind prince

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