#emmrevere

[quill-pen]

Soooo, you know that part where Rook and Emmrich argue before the final battle, and the game gives you those three options to pick from? And EACH ONE still results in a fight?

Which on do you see G’iney choosing, if she had to? Because I get three totally different vibes from each, and I’m curious which one she’d default to.

Ooh, this was a hard one because the argument is just so... nothing. Barest of bare bones. (No offense, Manfred.) And awkward. And I can only really imagine Guinevere and Emmrich getting much deeper into it than the game seems to let you, with much more passion, raised voices, feelings and worries shouted, etc, probably ultimately ending in some form of affectionate touch, whether or not they actually really come to an agreement at the end.

Ex. Guinevere stopped at the corner and turned to look back towards the dejected necromancer, leaning wearily against his desk. Her heart thrummed with a sudden ache that dampened the annoyance she felt at his stubbornness. What he had said to her was aggravating... but it didn't feel right to leave things like this. She didn't want him reading too much into it. And honestly, neither did she. Turning on her heel, the young mage came back to the man. She reached out to take one of his large, elegant hands in her dainty one and pulled it to wrap his arm around her waist. She moved into embrace him. Instinctively, Emmrich brought his other arm around to encircle her as well. Guinevere reached up to cup his jaw in a palm and draw him closer down to her height. Moving up on tiptoe, she touched her lips to his ever so tenderly. A quiet moan sighed from her lungs as he indulged the contact, nudging deeper into the kiss to embrace her lips with his own. Despite what lay before them, there was no hurry, no haste. All there was at that moment were two devoted lovers enveloped in a soft, sweet exchange. When they finally parted, they remained close, brows touching, noses brushing together as they gazed deeply into the other's eyes. "Emmrich," Guinevere breathed after a moment, stroking his cheekbone with her thumb, "I'm not giving up so easily. On anything." A spark of hope that seemed to have gone out of Emmrich's eyes during their argument glimmered to life again deep within his hazel depths as he picked up on her meaning. His hold on her tightened gently, pulling her still closer. "Then neither shall I," he murmured sincerely, "my darling Rook." And he angled his mouth against hers for another gentle kiss that she eagerly obliged.

That said, you asked if she HAD to choose what the game offered. It would probably be the "I mean something to you!" option. That feels most like her out of the three. The first option kind of shoves Emmrich's insecurity in his face, and I don't ever see G'iney doing that, as she hates to have that done to her. And the last option feels just a bit too cheeky for her, especially considering the topics of love and someone being in love with her. But her kind of teasing him about being able to say he cares about her but not go all the way to say he loves her feels mostly in line with her. "You know, it'd take a lot less time to say "I love you" than "I care for you deeply" and mean the same thing, Mr. Always-chooses-his-words-carefully."

[quill-pen]

@rom-e-o Little Ms. Guinevere was definitely a jock in her boarding school days. Field hockey, cheer club, cross country, archery, skiing, fencing, soccer(football--whatever), basketball, gymnastics for a while, martial arts, etc. She also did lots of the more academic extracurriculars (and sewing--she started a sewing/fashion club,). All to avoid having to spend so much extra time with her grandparents after school and on weekends. Because if she wasn't spending her time "well-rounding" herself, she would've had to go spend time with them to prevent her "wasting time". So girl just literally latched on to everything she could to spend as little time as possible with the old windbags.😅 But also, she did genuinely enjoy most of the activities she was involved in, whether she was particularly good at some of them or not.

She might have done sports at university but her grandparents were insistent that now was the time to only focus on her studies and nothing else. And, as we know, they are not to be denied. At least, not without significant consequences.

But that's also another huge reason behind her insecurities and why she feels so remorseful when Emmrich sees old pictures of her; she does not look like that kickass girl anymore, without even considering just the natural passage of time. In those pictures, she looks healthy, strong, muscular, normal, beautiful. She's glowing, she has her real hair, even her butt looks great and like something substantial (and she's never had much junk in the trunk to begin with). She's confident, has no fear, looks like she can do anything--take the world by storm.

And then sickness hit her and that badass young woman... is just gone. The diseases eat her away, murder her, and bury her. The prevent Emmrich from meeting that amazing girl. They prevent him from having the love of that amazing girl, who was so much more worthy of him.

Now, he's just stuck with... Guinevere. Post-diagnosis Guinevere. Sick Guinevere. Unworthy Guinevere. Defective Guinevere. The pathetic, useless husk of who she used to be.

And all she can do is cry and apologize: "I'm so sorry you have to be stuck with a worthless shell when she's the one you deserve."