(… I should not remain dwelling on this… haven’t I more important things to worry about than the redemption of a fallen emperor?)
[traces a finger across her palm absently] …
[she nods twice] Mateus…
May you find your way out again.
Perhaps I shall, but I may continue to dream endlessly. *With that, turns, taking his leave from Hilda.*
[she raises a hand as if to stop him, but she hasn’t an argument for him, to keep him from his decision]
Fare well…
[raising a hand to hover her fingers over her lips, the shock of what just occurred mingles with his confession now] In a past life…
… I will not forget, Mateus.
…*Lowers his head, finally, breaking away from her* Then your majesty, I bid you farewell.
[she nods twice] Mateus…
May you find your way out again.
Nn- [before she can make any sort of objection, their lips have touched. A tense moment passes as she worries what to do; then her eyes slip closed and she tilts her head to offer the kiss to him, gripping at the cape draped over his arm]
*The closeness seems to last an eternity, but only for a short moment, he presses his lips deeper onto her own, releasing her held hand and holding both against her face now. His lust and desire fulfilled, breaks finally away from her, eyes locked onto her*
My lady, may you remember this moment or not, I care little, but know this…I have loved you dearly, your majesty.
[raising a hand to hover her fingers over her lips, the shock of what just occurred mingles with his confession now] In a past life…
… I will not forget, Mateus.
[Her eyes dart to the side for the moment] You will leave me with flattery? That is courteous, at least… [eyes drawn back to his once more, to the sorrowful look; it was something she wasn’t used to seeing in him, and therefore all the more disheartening. She could feel her spirit sinking with them…]
[absently, she reaches up to brush a stray lock of hair from his brow; remembering herself, she withdraws her hand quickly]
None such as yourself deserve anything more than I offer, your majesty…*Eyes lowers as he leans forward, keep his eyes locked onto her, gently holding her face with his hand.* I would not leave you with flattery, only something I have yearned for and desired in my lifetime. *With that, his lips met hers, pressing a kiss onto them.*
Nn- [before she can make any sort of objection, their lips have touched. A tense moment passes as she worries what to do; then her eyes slip closed and she tilts her head to offer the kiss to him, gripping at the cape draped over his arm]
[keeping her face lowered, she turns her head to the side, gathering herself that she may fulfill his request; she lifts her gaze to meet his, face tilting up hesitantly to follow suit; and her fingers curl against his palms]
*Purples hues remained fixated onto the queen’s blue eyes, gently, he releases one of her wrists to trail his fingers down the side of her face, expression saddening.* No pool ever so deep shall illuminate as your own, your majesty…How so I shall miss gazing upon them..
[Her eyes dart to the side for the moment] You will leave me with flattery? That is courteous, at least… [eyes drawn back to his once more, to the sorrowful look; it was something she wasn’t used to seeing in him, and therefore all the more disheartening. She could feel her spirit sinking with them…]
[absently, she reaches up to brush a stray lock of hair from his brow; remembering herself, she withdraws her hand quickly]
But I must, my lady. *Removes his hand from her side to grab at the trembling hand, holding both now with his hands* Will you not give into my desire and allow me to gaze upon your eyes once more..
[keeping her face lowered, she turns her head to the side, gathering herself that she may fulfill his request; she lifts her gaze to meet his, face tilting up hesitantly to follow suit; and her fingers curl against his palms]
(Source: queenhilda)
((my internet died in the middle of a major RP last night OTL))
[Her breath catches into her throat as she is pulled forward; one hand ensnared in his grip, the other settles onto his chest, simultaneously in readiness to push him away, and to bridge the distance remaining]
[unnerved, her voice is quieter] I do not lie; I would prefer better for you. You are cruel to yourself, that you will not offer yourself the chance…
*Lowers his gaze, pressing his face lightly into her hair, raising a free hand to gently trail down her side* I do not deserve anything, my lady. …You sound as Firion had long ago in the past. I cannot bear to think of it any longer..
[at the touch, a chill thrills through her; she drops her chin slightly, to duck her face from him] Mateus-
[yet she does not continue her warning- for the sooner she sends him off, the sooner he will be lost to the world. He’d already become lost once; she did not want it to happen again…]
[against his chest, her hand trembles] Do not go…
