and      here     it     is :      the      very      face      that’s     been     HAUNTING       his      dreams ,     in    the     flesh ,     right      in      front     of      him ,     like     he      never     had     a       sword        plunged       though       this      back .       he      still      can’t      quite      make      sense     of     it     all      -----        how      he      managed      to      SURVIVE      such     a      horrific      injury ,      but      none       of       that         is      truly    important       to      him .        what      matters       is       how        things      will      change       now      that      he’s     back ,      alive       and      supposedly      well .     teeth      grit      together      as      he      FORCES       himself      to       meet       his      gaze ,      chin     raised ,     jaw      locked     in       place .       he      can’t      let      him      see      the      truth      of      the     situation ;      how      torn     apart     he     is ,       how      GUILTY     he     feels .       how       terrified      he     is      of     the      love      of      his      life       leaving     him       for       him .       no ,      he      must     be      strong .       stronger     than     he      was      that      day      when      he      killed      him       like      a      true      coward .       “oh ?”     he      asks        as       brows       quirk ,      acting      completely      unphased      by       his       statement  ,      before       asking      the      one      question     he       really       doesn’t       want      the       answer      to .        “and      what       would       that      be ,     exactly ?”   

bonus compliments for zara too because i just appreciate you so much and i somehow DIDN’T mention how generous and helpful you are in the last post??   like just ,, making me all these pretty icons and promos and acting like it’s no big deal when you have a whole life that you took time out of to make me something.   also that you’re sending christmas cards??   like a whole ass physical card and i’m just so touched by that thoughtfulness and you’re amazing.

MAGNUS    AND    ELIDE     MOODBOARD      as    requested    by     @lunaresolis

it’s surprising that this rebel is speaking to her,    although her harsh sarcasm is less so.    she takes in the other’s outfit,    lips twisting into a psuedo-sneer at the pants.    lifting her chin,   she gives a little shrug,   completely disregarding the sarcasm because she’s certain that will annoy her to no end.   “   perhaps it’s because i’m not a complete barbarian.   ”   although her golden curls are quickly becoming unmanageable in this stupid forest they’re hiding her in,    and this itchy sack of a dress they’ve put her in to disguise her might convince some otherwise.   “   you know,   a little manners go a long way in attracting someone’s interest,   ”   she offers with a saccharine smile,   cerulean eyes blinking at her innocently.   as if she had manners when these rebels’ idiotic leader constantly denied her requests to be released;   no,   everyone in this camp should be well aware at this point that the golden princess has far more fiery than she first appears.   she can’t exactly help it if her beauty still attracts their attention,   though.

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