#aerithrp

and  in  love  before  they’re  born.

      “ TOUCH ME and you’ll lose your fingers. Or your purse. ” 

and all the harm i've ever done alas  it  was  to  none  but  me .

         “ I OFFER YOU refuge this night. Do not mistake it for kindness but you are free to drink and eat with us. I promise no harm will come to you. ” Maybe.

      “ YOU’VE COME bearing news, or so my scouts tell me. So speak. If it is interesting enough, I may let you leave. ”

                    ❝   WHAT? ARE ya sitting on your ears? i’m not going to repeat myself        ❞

           THEY DID NOT FALL IN LOVE EASILY. Two Tehreni knights, one noble and one common. One given every luxury in the world, taught to fight, taught to read and write, taught to love. The other was taught to brawl, taught to believe. Anger and rivalry manifested into something more, torn clothes and bruised lips with tightened fingers on hip, digging into soft flesh. They fell in love and then war took him. Arthas died on the battlefield by the Lunae clan’s sword but in his arms. 

races of aerith: the tehren(s)