@relicsought said: “ heroes wait for a dramatic entrance.”
hero ... she could scoff at him. honestly, there were many things she could've done to him. the impact of her hand against his face would create a mighty crack & the stinging of her palm would have been satisfactory. perhaps that little burst of upset could've assuaged her worries back then; before his compassion struck a cord in her heart & before any gentleness had been rebuffed like a hot poker to the flesh. his reckless, his supposed heroism & dashing displays ... they were to ease the pain in his heart. ❝ dramatic entrance, huh ... ❞ she muttered, her stare matching the brittle ice that burned at her fingertips.
❝ well, what if the heroine needed the hero by her side ... what then? ❞ celes leaned closer, her index finger flicking against her thumb to hit his forehead — ❝ think about it. now, move. ❞
