#halysande

Elysande (teasingly): "I should probably shower first." Halden (boldly): "Fuck the shower. I want you like this. Sweat, salt, and skin." ...And now I need a cold shower. But if only that was it! Elysande (mock chastened): "Is this the part where you tie me to the bed, Halden?" Halden (provocative): "Is that something you think I'd be into?" Elysande (deadpan delight): "You're very commanding." Halden (dark smile): "And you have dangerous fantasies."

Game on.

"You're mine right now." (Flirting rights revoked. Arrest this man.) That's it. I'm arresting him. Life sentence. In my bed.  (Elysande's words, not mine... although... technically...)

Slow burn? Nah. This is a simmering inferno with no release date in sight. ENJOY ☺️

I tried to write something soft... but somehow it turned feral anyway. There are confessions. Kind of. Not entirely honest, but they bleed.

There’s tension. There’s heat. There’s a very personal reading glasses kink (don’t judge me). Also, El says the single most unhinged line ever spoken in a formal meeting. Pull it together, girl. (But maybe… we’ve all been there? Just me?)

"If you keep talking like this… this room will not survive it." His eyes dart to the walls, to the old bookshelves, to me. "That would make the next Small Council meeting much more interesting," he teases, eyes settling on the table.

Halden is supposed to be resting.

chapter 46 (Halden's POV) is… oh it's loaded. It has: - flirty hallway banter - tragic past reflections - the softest hand-holding - the deadliest backless gown - and Halden absolutely not surviving any of it

i swear i was just trying to get them back to the party and then suddenly it's all "You're the death of me" and "Would be a shame to die now. I've only just started with you" and my personal favourite "Hmm, not sure. Is holding hands how babies are made? We delicate noble girls aren't taught much about those things. I might be in dire need of education from you, Halden." ??? ma'am???

pray for me, pray for Halden, chapter coming soon 🫠