"I love you more than anyone."
MEME: accepting ( thread partners + ship partners )
His heart felt as though it was about to burst from his chest, or rise up his throat and threaten to choke him to death. He saw the love shining in her eyes, and only if she had come here ready to marry him, if he had been the one she had been promised to. So many things could have been swayed and they could have been together, properly, without a hinderance. But she was a queen, and he only a bastard. No matter if his father claimed him, no matter if the line of succession was to be changed, though he knew it never could, it wouldn’t change anything, not at the core.
He stroked a hand over the curve of her jaw, down her throat, across the collarbone that pressed through soft, pale skin and cupped her shoulder. “You are so beautiful,” he said softly, so tempted to lean in and kiss her, but he couldn’t not with eyes watching from all angles, not with the judgment, he could never be sure that they were alone.
“And I love you too, Mary. So very much.”












