#djkafjljf oh GOD

[rcseaurum]

@etroaed : " i yearn for the day i might be free of my shackles, from the binding of this armour. it has eaten away at me, stolen all light from my heart. i am but a husk to it."

she was ever at the whim of cupid's arrow. the shot pierced her gentle golden heart & infused it with nothing but thoughts of snow white, obsidian & lavender. he dwelled in her daylight reverie & in her sweetest of dreams at night. to hear of his suffering, knowing full well what he had to endure — rosa wanted to comfort him. the arduous priming of the dark knight meant to eclipse pain & surrender to the shadows. someone with a radiant heart like his managed to endure it ... but not without consequences. & now, the king had began to change, asking cecil to do some of the strangest of things. honor was instilled in his blood & his fealty to his father figure bade him forth. the black armor now a prison, swelling with sin. 

but rosa saw no change in him. only guilt & if one was able to feel remorse for his actions, then he was not lost all. she stared at him gently, the setting sun creating a canvas of beautiful shades across the sky. their time on the balcony was precious ... a rare moment where the two could just talk. loving gaze held a firm determination, her hand lifting to touch his helm ; the very dark helm he had refused to remove sometimes. she wanted to see his mouth, to see the moon-white of his hair. ❝your light has not been stolen. the fact you can see its eating you up inside is proof of that.❞ rosa breathed, a flush growing on her cheeks as she leaned closer. her lips pressed a chaste kiss to his mouth plate. it was a soft promise, a quiet admittance to warm sentiments that, one day, she'd be able to share with him properly.

❝ you are cecil. my cecil ... ❞