[She pinches him again but... well, something about the way she says it is contemplative, beneath the dismissal.]
...besides, it's... it's not a very happy tale, how he ended up King. Given the choice, and the chance to bring his one confident I think—I think he'd come back to me to Vesuvia in a heartbeat.
[She leans her head into him, ear to his heart. Her voice is small and soft, like when they were children murmuring fanciful ideas of 'someday' late at night after Mazelinka came home, full of stories.]
I'll never forget you, Ilyushka. Never ever. The stars'll all go out and the seas will dry up sooner than that. No matter how far or off-course your ship takes you, my door's always going to be wide-open and waiting to welcome you back.
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[She pinches him again but... well, something about the way she says it is contemplative, beneath the dismissal.]
...besides, it's... it's not a very happy tale, how he ended up King. Given the choice, and the chance to bring his one confident I think—I think he'd come back to me to Vesuvia in a heartbeat.
[She leans her head into him, ear to his heart. Her voice is small and soft, like when they were children murmuring fanciful ideas of 'someday' late at night after Mazelinka came home, full of stories.]
I'll never forget you, Ilyushka. Never ever. The stars'll all go out and the seas will dry up sooner than that. No matter how far or off-course your ship takes you, my door's always going to be wide-open and waiting to welcome you back.