a lying kiss. - on the forehead with a mellifluous "everything will be alright, my pet" from stolas to aerwyn >)
Angsty Kiss Meme / Accepting || @grimowled
HE KEEPS HER CLOSE. . . To those with rose tinted glasses, one might suggest his embrace is akin to a lover's, or a close friend sharing a secret. Even though his movements, his very form is haunting, achingly dangerous, and only invites certain entrapment; peril and horror. The talons on her shoulder tighten, discretely possessive. One eye closes, ears folding upon receiving such a deceivingly sweet kiss to her head. His affections always came with a price or a game to play. Aerwyn's acute senses and time with the prince made her aware of such.
Everything will be alright, my pet. She should recoil, should bark a bitter protest. The volatile storm within her says to break free and challenge him. Instead, like a good pet indeed, Aerwyn offers a slow, swaying wag of her tail and a cautious smile. Something terrible was afoot if he was speaking in such cryptic and kind ways, pairing it with tender gestures. Perhaps she had made a mistake, and would soon be answering for it.
Despite knowing his words were poison, a lie fed to her coated in nectar, she laps it up. A small, secretive part of her is thrilled. Perhaps she has done something right, and he is planning to use her and equip her natural abilities further. A task would soon be set upon her? Aerwyn doesn't shrink away, but she doesn't chase him for more, either.
"Of course. You would tell me if it weren't." Her trust in Stolas is slim. But so far. . . . She hasn't any reason to doubt him.
