solliium //

From the parents / teachers / council:

Let them dance together first.

Your Highness! What about the history lesson?

And when he / she fell in love? Without my permission?

This nonsense must stop. Your education has absolute priority.

Your language skills are lacking / excellent.

I / we have decided on a groom / bride for you.

The wedding arrangements with the neighboring country were concluded.

Love doesn’t matter, duty does.

You were born to serve your country.

You’ll do as you are told.

You’re gonna pick a groom / bride this summer!

You will choose one of the debutants as your bride.

You will be a worthy successor.

Your parents would be proud of you.

I should have been more strict with you!

You are responsible for your kingdom, for your country!

Don’t you care about your kingdom?

With diplomacy you have to be careful, but still use it skillfully.

I / we expect impeccable behavior.

Could you represent me as heir to the throne in this matter?

You are the heir!

For the arranged marriage:

We might not love each other but perhaps we can be friends?

I didn’t choose this!

I do not want to marry him / her!

Her dowry means nothing to me!

His / her power means nothing to me!

Just because this marriage is beneficial, it doesn’t have to be good.

So you’re suggesting I marry someone I don’t love?

Perhaps we can grow to love each other.

I do not want to be queen!

I do not want to move to a foreign country!

Is it bad of me if I do not feel anything for my betrothed?

He / she is too old.

He / she is too young.

I don’t even want the throne.

I don’t even want children.

I cannot and will never love him / her / you.

My heart already belongs to someone else.

For (secret) lovers:

You didn’t ask for permission and married me.

Do you want to be my prince / princess?

I’ll do anything in my power to convince them of our marriage plans.

You’d make a wonderful groom / bride.

I cannot marry you. My position / parents wouldn’t allow it.

We cannot meet like this anymore.

I’m sorry, I have to leave you.

Leaving you breaks my heart.

You are my everything, worth more than a crown.

I choose you, no matter what the king says.

My bride / groom means nothing. You are the one I want.

Meet me at midnight at the fountain.

A crown means nothing if the heart is unhappy.

I’d choose your love over all gold and diamonds.

The marriage is set. I cannot change it.

My heart will always belong to you.

I’ll protect you, no matter what.

I’m betrothed now, I wish it was you.

I’ll dance with you at this ball, no matter what the others say.

Will you grant me the next dance?

I’ll be your gallant companion.

You’ll be the most beautiful groom / bride.

You make me happy.

Will I be a Majesty?

From the royal:

In accordance with ancient custom, I shall choose a groom / bride.

Not everything is beautiful just because it shines.

I’d rather be a commoner.

I want to be free.

The crown is too heavy to bear.

It is sometimes not a privilege to be a firstborn.

The hopes of my whole country rest upon me.

There are so many rules and protocols I have to follow.

You can have this dress / this jacket if you want to. I have many more.

I miss interacting with you like this.

You are the only one that i honest with me.

My advisors tell me it’s the right decision. But is it really?

My parents wish me to marry but I want to follow my heart.

Living in a castle is sometimes like living in a prison.

I wish we could switch positions for a day.

Living in a castle is boring. Your life is much more exciting.

I invite you to this ball / tournament.

I want you to be there. Do not worry about others.

Would you deny an invitation if the prince / princess yourself invites you?

I’m sorry I didn’t tell you but …. I’m kinda the prince / princess and this is my kingdom.

I didn’t tell you I’m the prince / princess because I appreciate our friendship.

From the (non-royal) friend:

This must be the prince / princess!

Look, look, look…uhm your highness.

This crown / tiara must be heavy.

I like how your crown / tiara sparkles.

I’d wish I could also wear such a crown / tiara.

Can you always wear such beautiful clothes?

All these clothes would be my death.

I am envious of you.

I’m glad I’m not in your position.

Surely you can sneak out?

When do you have to leave?

When will you be back?

Can I hold your train?

Can I be one of your bridesmaids / groomsman?

How am I supposed to address you now?

I don’t know how to do a proper courtesy.

I’m not one who is fit for the court.

Why didn’t you tell me you’re royal / the prince / the princess?

You can’t be real about this! It sounds like a fairytale come true.

Even a prince / princess is allowed to have fun!

You have never danced anything else besides walzer?

I didn’t know you speak so many languages.

Have you ever tried xy?

I’m nothing and you … you are the prince / princess.

Have you ever been to the village?

And you really live in this castle?

You would look at things differently if you were in my position.

           there is a way            to define oneself            in this skin            without violence.

                                                  No,

           I have not            found said way,            yet. I know no metaphor            untethered to death.

don't make promises you can't keep, darling.

i'm pretty sure you said that to me last time.

everyone else bores me. not you.

you're the only one who ever held my attention.

i'm quite a fan of yours.

this is how it always has to be.

i suppose we're just going to keep doing this?

you always find a way to surprise me.

you're getting better at this, you know.

have you ever considered... us?

now now. not in front of my friends.

behave yourself, or i'm warning you...

when did you start looking at me like that?

i never knew you felt that way about me.

i'm not crossing a line. you are.

i thought you promised to behave.

we talked about this last time.

have you ever thought about what it might feel like to kiss me?

i've only ever thought of you.

wipe that cute, smug look off your face.

i wish you would take this seriously.

what does this mean to you? is it serious, or just flirting?

that's not what you used to say.

keep talking like that and i might end up in your arms.

you know me better than anyone on earth.

is that your way of asking me to bed?

you say that every time, but you never mean it.

how long have you been staring at me?

you're looking rather beautiful tonight.

you flatter me, dear.

everyone knows you want to fuck me.

i could use some time with you. alone.

what if i kissed you right now?

do you touch yourself when you think of me?

you know all my hiding places.

figured you'd find out i was here.

have you been keeping an eye on me?

do you ache for me?

you know my blood better than my heart does.

you must be so lonely.

everything is easier when you're here.

i hate that i think of you.

i wish you would just kiss me.

it's a shame we can never be together.

this is just flirting. this will always be just flirting.

that's not what you usually say when we're alone.

must you always make things so complicated?

you give me such a headache.

oh please. don't flatter yourself.

does it ever get tiring, being so beautiful?

the song made me think of you.

this isn't normal for us. acting this way.

i thought you liked keeping things at arm's length.

i know, i know. you don't want to get involved.

❝  you wanna know how i know you’re a good friend— not just for me but in general?  i always feel better after hanging out with you.  ❞

❝  sometimes things aren’t alright and they’re not gonna be okay for a while.  and that’s alright.  as cliche as it sounds it’s okay to not be okay.  give yourself time.  ❞

❝  have you even taken the time to let yourself feel it?  everything that’s been happening.  eventually,  you have to slow down and let it feel real.  ❞

❝   i’m not really the advice type,  but i am damn good at coming up with distractions to forget the bullshit for a while.  ❞

❝  was this not what you expected?  ❞

❝  i think the whole idea of ‘finding yourself’ is kind of bullshit.  we are what we chose to be.  we make ourselves.   ❞

❝  did you come by for a reason or did you just want some company?  ❞

❝  i’m going to tell you this,  once,  because i think you need to hear it.  you deserve more.  you should expect more from the world and put in the work to get what you deserve.  ❞

❝  i brought some seeds for your garden.  i thought about bringing a bouquet but— this way you can grow them and enjoy them longer.  ❞

❝  please,  stay for dinner?  i enjoy your company.  ❞

❝  come sit a little while with me.  tell me how you’ve been?  really.  ❞

❝  you don’t know how glad i am to see you made it.  here,  let me get you a drink.   ❞

❝  if you’d like to discuss it in private,  we can step outside?  ❞

❝  whatever it is you wish to tell me,  it won’t leave this room.  ❞

❝  well,  i’ve been wanting to talk to you.  but i don’t really know how to put it all in words.  ❞

❝  how have you been sleeping?  ❞

❝  don’t take this the wrong way,  but you don’t quite look well.  ❞

❝  don’t feel bad for not knowing—  i was trying not to bother anyone.  you didn’t know because i didn’t let you.  ❞

❝  miscommunication is a shitty trope in sitcoms and it’s even shittier in real life,  so let’s just take a moment to breathe.  and let’s get on the same page.  alright?   ❞

❝  is this a time for me to listen or fix it?  ❞

❝  i don’t really have anything to say,  i just know that i don’t really want to be alone.  ❞

❝  could you just…talk to me?  it doesn’t have to be anything important.  i just like listening to your voice.  it calms me.  ❞

❝  honestly,  it was a long time ago.  i don’t really remember the details.  ❞

❝  i’m rather proud of you.  i don’t say that often,  so believe i mean it.  ❞

❝  you seem content here.  happy,  even?  ❞

❝  i’m not here to drudge up the past.  i’m just hoping we could have a future.  ❞

❝  i see you’re not getting much sleep either.  should i make us both some tea,  then?  ❞

❝  are you sure you didn’t want to mention something to me?  ❞

❝  are you sure you’re alright?  ❞

❝  i’m a fan of your work,  actually.  ❞

❝  you have more of a reputation than you might think.  ❞

❝  you haven’t heard of me?  how refreshing.  ❞

❝  go on,  tell me what’s on your mind.  ❞

❝  something is troubling you,  yes?  ❞

❝  with a smile like that,  i can’t help but want to know your secret.  what’s got you so cheery today?  ❞

❝  come on,  you’re clearly upset.  and i’m not the asshole who pretends not to notice.  ❞

in that moment, we were almost human or stars, waiting for glimmer, so the universe would notice, or give us a soft touch. i said,

is my red, red enough? i’m waiting for your teeth at my throat. it’s only good manners.

     into which you pool fury

                                 miniature tornado              necessary violence

                                                something to touch      

                            instead of something      

                                                                       touching you