❛ Your Excellency? ❜
uncertainty scavenges the audibility of murmur. trepidation of an unsightly return clarifies a residual erosion against the postures of those loitering — defective in their sympathies concerning the oncoming trauma. the attendance of such underlings refutes fundamentality, and rather, the ensemble of cavalry clutters the formality of an otherwise befitting infirmary. an unwarranted misfortune, its exceeded capacity. nevertheless, ravenous eyes masticate the static entrance — its handles unfastened, readily fomenting movement. ABORTIVE. no such presence surrenders to the expectancy; the tension at hand remains dormant.
cherish the leaches’ whispers, and feast upon their tongues whilst they sleep — a guiding patience to methodical hesitation. ardyn’s latent ‘generosity’ surmounts an underlying desire to execute those within reach — of which squabble and abuse the proportionalities of fate — so as to distract himself with the barbarity of their subordinate banter. any of them could have been assigned the obstacle of supporting the empire during its fraudulent treaty signage. perhaps even provided the chancellor a pastime of admiring and identifying their corpses, awaiting the arrival of preference. a shame indeed, that he is not. their witless spite of the high commander’s expeditious promotion resurges a disquiet amongst the obtuse intellects of the room. dubious were the chancellor to forget a face, but one accompanied by the repugnant facet of vanity would prove a promising target when needed in future deliberations. never a card short of a consummate hand.
as though entranced within predatorial intentions, the immortal is caught off guard as doors articulate urgency. ERUPTION. uncategorized instances of agony lacerate the eardrums of all whom outlasted the three-hour extraction time, each second playing a vital part in successfully returning the injured to ardyn’s dexterity. a man of unparalleled dignity, reputation, and ( consequential ) abhorrence from the inferiors suffocating the room, ravus’s condition is hurtled upon him. virulent, tenderized flesh regales the constancy of flame’s haste; the disparity of ash from flesh an imbibed anomaly. infection consumes without discrimination — oxidising — and ruptures a tremor within the stomach of spectators.
an attuned smile escorts those whom seek to alleviate their nausea through to the exit. others are not so swift, blighting the floor with digestive reactivity. UNSIGHTLY. ardyn is without time and patience for their weakness. forthwith attention is ascribed to the high commander as he approaches — digits surveying upon contiguity. anguish displaces the fleuret beneath him, dissimilar irises succumbing to a hysteria, and requires two adjacent infantrymen to hold him still against the plank over which he rests. RESTRAINING. colloquial governance in tone subjects those accustomed to its influence a term of submission, as to disobey the chancellor would be a direct assault against the emperor.
“ ——— thank you , gentlemen . your services are no longer needed . you will each be paid respectively as per your contribution —— now , if you would be so kind . ”
eyes transfer to exit, an insurance of their cooperation. gratuitous eagerness for segregation with the commander facilitates a structural hiss of magitek, daunting in their intentions to replace —— to make obsolete these men’s emotive duty to remain. without so much as an expression, they domineer blindly, as was their envisioned immaculacy ( constructed without sentience beyond that which the immortal permits ). subservient to the chancellor and his subhuman, looming counterparts, all whom formerly sought consolation for their leader are dismissed. temperament abstains from collectivist apprehension, allowing simplicity in the act of discarding the few whom appeared weary for the fleuret’s waning strengths.
“ shhhh —— do not look to them , ravus , look here . ” a discerning grace of touch guides fairness of cheekbone, its movement a pervading delicacy. appendages of his right hand natter with intemperance, affixing themselves about the distortion of a molted, sweltering arm. ravus’s consciousness is nearly dismembered from the pain as ardyn’s hand constricts — claws — so as to motivate adrenaline.
“ do you know where you are ? ( galea ) do you know how you got here ? ( … ) do you remember your name ? ( ravus ) and ——— ” permeating cruelty suspends upon discretion. ardyn’s nails hover nearest the hand blatantly responsible for indulgence of the ring, characterizing disciplinary inclination. admonition of the fleuret’s recklessness incites pinch of charred flesh. “ ——— do you know who i am ? ( the chancellor of niflheim ) ” a torturous answer; unsteady and burdensome. ardyn tears away but a sliver of skin, enough to prompt concealment of the commander’s mouth as his intolerable discomfort will not remain unchallenged for much longer. distress quivers against his palm, yet ardyn perists. “ —— so close . try again . ”
“ ——— your excellency ? ”
optics pour into the gravity of ravus’s eyes, crest of index finger accentuating a tear in its descent along cheek. declension flickers betwixt amber gaze, gratification faltered. to think, even as his body actively opposes him, the fleuret mollifies ardyn’s will. timely devotion assuages the contact between them, the magitek of the immortal’s shadow rashly contorting from his bewilderment. this arm he holds, punished, scarred, and defaced by divinity, will be his alone to salvage. mutilate its tissue, and reward it with immortal sovereignty. a blessing of his noxious daemons.
“ you learn quickly , high commander … though i’m afraid —— that may come to harm us both . ” ravus had long faded into unconsciousness before the confession escaped him, the world now an ambiguous, undesirable void. disposition adjures, affection disclosed, as lips situate against serene forehead. its fever delegates an emergent challenge.
there is much work to be done.
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