𝒊𝒏𝒃𝒐𝒙.

[thunderproof]

SENDING CRYSTAL | WRITTEN CORRESPONDENCE | IN PERSON

Comments

[thunderproof]

❰ adalia stands, frozen, half leaned over her desk with one hand braced on the surface and the other reaching imperiously for her goddamn notes —

her cheeks begin to flush and her eyes prickle and she doesn't know why, it's stupid, he's not saying anything that matters, it's all about how he's giving up on her and anyway she hadn't wanted him here in the first place. but there is a little part of her, a small little stone that maybe wasn't ever a stone at all that quakes and her lip trembles and

she snatches the notes out of his hands and retreats across the room, stopping in the corner. ❱

If she had any regard for me at all she'd be here. Leave.

❰ she'll apologize later, maybe, when she doesn't feel quite so tremulous. ❱

[elegiaque]

( gwenaëlle, all of six years old, wailing the same thing in his arms—

he inclines his head respectfully. )

Jeune sorcière. You need only call upon me if you require me.

( he thinks she won't, but that doesn't make it insincere. )