#learnedskill

. ❝    𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐒 ——     ❞      the words feels like molasses on his tongue;  making it sticky, hard to talk.  but the weight of them on his mind could not be ignored, gaze staring hard seemingly at nothing, until it slides over to the elder as sharp as glass.     ❝   . . . sometimes I wish you wouldn’t forgive so easily.   ❞   

                                   and by that, of course, he includes himself.

            SHE KEEPS HER DISTANCE. deliberate. COLD. off-putting. perhaps EDWARD could worship the GROUND the good doctor walked upon, but esme REFUSED. ❝ go on WITHOUT me. i do not wish to join you THIS evening. ❞

            ❝ might you SPARE me a moment of your TIME, husband mine ? ❞

            HEAVY DOORS CLOSE behind her with a FINALITY that echoes. she keeps her EYES downcast, respectfully, SHYLY, and clasps shaking hands in FRONT of her to quell her NERVES. ❝ you wished to see me, my KING ? ❞