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                      ❝  having my fate decided for me goes against my ideals of beauty.  ❞

“Not really,”  the Ex-General casually responded. He’d just mentioned to the slightly older brunette the old myth regarding the Sword & the Shield — and how when they collided, they would both be destroyed. It was all he knew about it though ; it’d been something he heard off-handedly when he was in Kuuto. He craned his neck up, taking a sip from the ochoko he held between his fingers. Eyes then falling to ground, he said, “Anyway, you should go to bed.” He was on guard duty for the night, so he was going to be up for a while — but Aoi didn’t need to join him in his wakefulness. 

A warm sip of tea passed through his lips while the royalty in disguise thought on the other’s sentiment. It was one he agreed with — there was no point in running back to something which had already let you down.  ❝ it’s true — although, is there something specific you’re thinking of? ❞  he asked in response to their words, cyan eyes peeking up from the little tea cup he held gently in his fingers. His spirt of inquiry couldn’t help but get the better of the young King. 

❝ well ❞  the king begins, sighing a little due to the weight of the question.  ❝ it depends. ❞  he replies, though it were only hypothetical.  ❝ although — ideally, I would prefer not to. ❞  his words were genuine, despite the tiredness lingering in his voice and the falsehood presenting in his actions. He didn’t find killing someone to be desirable, however sadly enough, there were times it proved to be the only method he could rely on.  ❝ what about you? ❞  he then returns the question, teal eyes glancing into depths of brown. 

❝ why is that? ❞  Soo-won is quick to reply, a hint of sympathy & curiosity mixing into his voice tone. Though Soo-won wanted to understand, a part of him was bound not to fully grasp what it meant to be a disappointment to one’s own family — it was something the youth hadn’t experienced himself. 

All of a sudden, everything felt warm and fuzzy. ‘ You really think so?! ‘  Yona asked, her eyes lighting up in awe. If someone said something like that, does it mean she made a bit of progress? Even if it’s a little bit, she’s happy.  ‘ Thank you Aoi! ‘  Even if it wasn’t really meant to be a compliment, she was grateful.  Yona felt a little motivated, now she couldn’t wait to train later that night.  She had to keep improving. 

             ❝ it’s about learning about the appropriate time to be sad. it depends on the person, too. ‘appropriate time’ is totally relative, i’ve just learned what that means for me. ❞ and what the means is never.