faithlikeaseed: (blind - sad smile)
Myrobalan Shivana ([personal profile] faithlikeaseed) wrote in [community profile] middaeg 2020-02-04 06:31 am (UTC)

[Edges of images and recollection flicker around their Bond; a masterpiece of a shrine recalls the Eternal Flame at Val Royeaux, something loftier than any elven mage dredged from an alienage could aspire to.

And yet Myr knows without even asking that given the right impetus, L could give him a miracle to rival that.

Do you know how rare that is, in any world?

Left wordless a moment, he falls to gesture instead, lifting their clasped hands to brush lips against L's knuckles.
]

Why else fight to protect it?

[From threats within or without.

He isn't talking about the candle.

But the moment of overwhelming sentiment, that romantic impulse bubbling up out of him like water from a cleft rock, passes; reality's a heavy weight. He doesn't let go of L's hand, though, shamelessly taking advantage of the point of contact to lean (gently!) into his Bonded and turn him toward the bathroom.
]

C'mon. We can talk more about its, [your,] potential while you have a bath.

[If L doesn't end up falling back asleep through the process, which Myr will like just as well, though it will delay getting any answers. (And intensify his worrying.)]

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