You're right. I don't know you. But you're a citizen of Plegia, and you're here because you're hurting.
[ Her practiced poise breaks - her voice cracks. ] I hate what my father's doing. You - all our people - deserve better than this. [ She takes a deep, shuddering breath. ] But I can't do anything on my own.
That's why I need you. If you want to manipulate me, or betray me, that's fine - I'm smart enough to see through that. [ lyric you're ten ] But I'm willing to do anything I can to become the ruler Plegia deserves.
[He's hurting but Lyric's hurting too, isn't she? He clearly isn't the first person to try and assasinate her father - how many of those other people have come after her as well?
Lyric is ten but she knows too much. She's seen too much and she has too much to carry on her shoulders already because of her pissant father.
She's still an idiot for even proposing this, but Vero can't say he doesn't agree with all her reasoning.] ...If you're going to make decisions like this on your own then someone has to look out for you when the consequences finally reach you.
[ Lyric's shoulders slacken instantly, hearing those simple words. Her relief is very obvious. ]
Thank you. [ She steps toward him again and rests her hand gently against the back of his. ] I promise to protect you, too.
[ She looks up at him, and though she's the one who looks tired, in her pajamas and everything, she tilts her head slightly in the direction of her much too large to be for a ten year old bed. ] You should stay here tonight - things won't calm down until morning. [ That, she knows from experience. It usually takes a bloody execution to change the tension in the air back to the normal amounts of tension. ] Get some rest.
[ Lyric looks incredibly uncertain for a moment - and while she'll get into bed, she makes a point of sitting up and continuing to face him. (A stubborn tiny princess.) ]
[ Quietly satisfied with his answer, Lyric gets nice and comfortable under the covers. Her eyes begin to droop as soon as her head hits the pillow, but she still thinks to ask something important before she drifts off completely, voice heavy from sleepiness. ] What's your name?
[The reality of this whole situation hits Vero again and he has to take a moment to just close his eyes. He pinches the bridge of his nose.
She's hired him on as a retainer without knowing anything about him, including his name. And he already knows he would do anything in his power to protect her.
This is not how he expected this night to end at all.]
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[ Her practiced poise breaks - her voice cracks. ] I hate what my father's doing. You - all our people - deserve better than this. [ She takes a deep, shuddering breath. ] But I can't do anything on my own.
That's why I need you. If you want to manipulate me, or betray me, that's fine - I'm smart enough to see through that. [ lyric you're ten ] But I'm willing to do anything I can to become the ruler Plegia deserves.
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Lyric is ten but she knows too much. She's seen too much and she has too much to carry on her shoulders already because of her pissant father.
She's still an idiot for even proposing this, but Vero can't say he doesn't agree with all her reasoning.] ...If you're going to make decisions like this on your own then someone has to look out for you when the consequences finally reach you.
[Sure, Vero, sure.]
I'll be your retainer.
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Thank you. [ She steps toward him again and rests her hand gently against the back of his. ] I promise to protect you, too.
[ She looks up at him, and though she's the one who looks tired, in her pajamas and everything, she tilts her head slightly in the direction of her much too large to be for a ten year old bed. ] You should stay here tonight - things won't calm down until morning. [ That, she knows from experience. It usually takes a bloody execution to change the tension in the air back to the normal amounts of tension. ] Get some rest.
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Don't worry about me. You, on the other hand... [Should go to sleep. It's past your bed time.
Vero takes a seat in the nearest chair. Probably near her desk.] I won't move from this spot, I promise.
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You really won't leave?
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You have my word.
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[ Quietly satisfied with his answer, Lyric gets nice and comfortable under the covers. Her eyes begin to droop as soon as her head hits the pillow, but she still thinks to ask something important before she drifts off completely, voice heavy from sleepiness. ] What's your name?
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She's hired him on as a retainer without knowing anything about him, including his name. And he already knows he would do anything in his power to protect her.
This is not how he expected this night to end at all.]
Vero. My name is Vero.