#boldrobin

       “I know you must be hungry.” Standing near the head of her banquet table, Julia offers Robin the empty seat to its right, in front of a plate waiting to be filled. “It’s not, like, poisoned or anything,” she adds, moving around to seat herself in the lefthand chair, across from his, rather than the high-backed throne intended for the royal host of an extravagant feast. 

        This dinner is quite a bit tamer, of course. A meal for two with fewer dishes, but there’s certainly plenty of each to share. “I mean, what would be the point? I’d rather have a conversation.” Never mind that Julia’s serving herself from the same bowls he’d be taking from. “If you’re willing.” 

@boldrobin​​: “I’ve known mages. Some of them were better people than me. And yet I’m free and they’re not. It’s not right.” 

      ❝  you’re lucky. i have stories to last lifetimes, but this, having people that count on you, a life to live   —  i don’t know. i keep forgetting what it’s like.  ❞