#lysse

Just a friendly spar I’m sure

Lines by me

It was my first art with my own characters on canvas. And..it's my therapy too. I love drawing my character hope I'll be able to create more arts with them.

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Size: 20x20 cm (8x8 inches)

Feet swing idly where they dangle over the edge of the cliff overlooking the library, enchanted fountain bubbling quietly behind her like the rush of a brook. Up here Haven is small, distant, easy to imagine as something entirely other than where they are.

She likes that idea.

By the edge of the fountain is a rustle of movement, quiet and easy, and heard only because he does not wish to hide. They’ve been at this for nearly an hour by now, quiet and otherworldly.

“I am sorry that it has taken so long to realize. And to reach out to you.”

At first, Lysse doesn’t answer. She allows the silence to hang, unbroken save for the whistle of the breeze, not out of malice but in consideration. He has never hated the silence. Not like she has.

“I have heard you apologize more in months than I have my entire life before you left.” When she speaks, her smoky voice is hushed, lilting as her gaze dips to the fuzzy cat-eared headband dyed to match the copper of her hair. She turns it between her fingers gently, though she isn’t focused on the gift itself, long familiar though it is. “I don’t know if I like it.”

“I know many things are different, Lysse. I know I am different—“

Lysse pivots slightly in her sit, her smile faint and crooked and trembling with uncertainty as she casts her gaze back toward him. “You never used to do this when you’d tromp off to fight alongside them.”

“Things are—“

“—different. I know.”

Valkuri slips quietly off the edge of the fountain to instead settle beside her, his own legs dangling off the edge. Their silence returns, heavy and cloying and weighted with a thousand things left unspoken. He gazes at her, at the glitter of dying sunlight across the high points of her face and in her hair, the curl of dark lashes. She doesn’t pull away when he reaches to touch the inside of her wrist with the tips of his fingers, a hesitant and uncertain thing entirely incongruent with who she always knew him to be.

“You’re not allowed to die until I forgive you.” The words are blurted out, tight and thin, and she lifts her arm up enough to slide her fingers through Valkuri’s own and press her palm flat to his. “I forbid it.”

The vibrancy of her golden gaze meets his own, and she ignores the tightness in her chest and the watery intensity of her stare. His smile is faint, melancholic, and she pauses briefly upon how ugly it looks on his face in its wrongness.

“As you wish.”

Lysse can hear the strain in his words, the thinness of the sounds. His voice was made for leadership, for war and confidence and greatness, for speeches before a crowd of the loyal. For laughter she so rarely heard.

It, too, is ugly in its hesitance.

Her anger bubbles up like a bonfire, twisting her painted lips. Where had the man gone, replaced by this boy? Where had the flame been extinguished? Where was the great man she had known all her life? The sound that escapes her is small, fragile, and she surges forward to press her forehead to his shoulder, fingers gripping hard enough to feel the strain of his hand against her own.

It takes a moment, takes readjustment to turn and curl his other arm around her strong shoulders, bowed with the weight of what he had left her to bear. She was strong enough to carry it, he knew. She always had been. Valkuri encourages her closer, dipping his shoulder away from her and instead pulling her taller frame so that her cheek could find his chest. Her free hand snaps up, fisting in well-worn fur hard enough to hear the fabric creak.

For once, he does not correct the dampness that stains her cheeks and darkens her lashes. For once, he doesn’t correct the quaver of her voice or the thinness of its whisper.

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