[ "Terrified" sits heavier in Ferdinand's chest. He had little reason to fear for Linhardt's safety these past five years - his father may have pledged his support to Edelgard, but he, more than anyone else, knows how to avoid conflict - but...
Ferdinand shakes those thoughts off and urges Linhardt to settle between his legs. It'd be more comfortable this way, he thinks - and he can curl around his soulmate like a protective shield, sheltering him from the world around them for a few more precious moments.
After all, he, more than anyone else, deserves that peace he so greatly desires. ]
I will not leave you. Not even for a single moment. [ He squeezes him tight, brushing his lips over his hair. ] I love you, Linhardt von Hevring, with all that I am. And I will not allow anything to stand between us again. [ He'll swear it, over and over, whispered against the top of his head as many times as he needs to hear it. ]
[Linhardt allows himself to be pulled into Ferdinand's lap and he settles there, against his chest. In this position, and with the weight of everything out in the open and off his shoulders finally, Linhardt now feels exhausted.]
We've allowed... [He stifles a yawn.] far too much as it is...
[He adjusts against Ferdinand's chest, moving away from whatever it is that he has underneath his clothes that's poking him. Linhardt wrinkles his nose.]
[ A warm fondness swells in his chest as he feels Linhardt settle comfortably against his chest. His weight against him is comforting in a way he cannot put into words. ]
Indeed. For now, though, you should get some more rest. We still have a ways to travel before we reach the monastery. [ And while Linhardt doesn't necessarily need to be conscious the whole ride there (because there's no way he's letting linhardt walk while he rides duchess marigold von aegir), he's certain there are better places to nap than on horseback. ] But, before you drift off, may I give you something? You may consider it a token, so we may never forget my promise to you.
[ Or, well... more than that, if he'd prefer. It's bold, but so was Linhardt's confession. And as they've just addressed, they've allowed far too much to get in the way as is. Why wait any longer? ]
Hmm? Go ahead... [As long as it doesn't require Linhardt to move. But Ferdinand show know better than to jostle him from his napping place, much like a cat, by now.]
[ With Linhardt's (very sleepy) permission, Ferdinand reaches around his own neck to unhook a hidden chain and pull something out from beneath his cravat - a gaudy, golden ring, to be exact.
He holds it up for Linhardt to see, allowing the emeralds to glisten in the afternoon sun for a moment, before taking his left hand in his. ] This ring is one of the last things that remains of the Aegir family. [ There's himself, the ring... his father, hopefully... and their legacy. That's it. ] You may find it silly, but I could not bear to leave it behind in our estate. I have been carrying it with me for the past five years, close to my heart.
But now I would like you to have it, so that you may look upon it whenever I am not immediately by your side, and remember my promise to you. [ He gently opens up Linhardt's hand to place the ring in his palm. ] Even if I am out of your line of sight, I will always return to you - and I will never stray far, to where you cannot find me again.
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Ferdinand shakes those thoughts off and urges Linhardt to settle between his legs. It'd be more comfortable this way, he thinks - and he can curl around his soulmate like a protective shield, sheltering him from the world around them for a few more precious moments.
After all, he, more than anyone else, deserves that peace he so greatly desires. ]
I will not leave you. Not even for a single moment. [ He squeezes him tight, brushing his lips over his hair. ] I love you, Linhardt von Hevring, with all that I am. And I will not allow anything to stand between us again. [ He'll swear it, over and over, whispered against the top of his head as many times as he needs to hear it. ]
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We've allowed... [He stifles a yawn.] far too much as it is...
[He adjusts against Ferdinand's chest, moving away from whatever it is that he has underneath his clothes that's poking him. Linhardt wrinkles his nose.]
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Indeed. For now, though, you should get some more rest. We still have a ways to travel before we reach the monastery. [ And while Linhardt doesn't necessarily need to be conscious the whole ride there (because there's no way he's letting linhardt walk while he rides duchess marigold von aegir), he's certain there are better places to nap than on horseback. ] But, before you drift off, may I give you something? You may consider it a token, so we may never forget my promise to you.
[ Or, well... more than that, if he'd prefer. It's bold, but so was Linhardt's confession. And as they've just addressed, they've allowed far too much to get in the way as is. Why wait any longer? ]
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He holds it up for Linhardt to see, allowing the emeralds to glisten in the afternoon sun for a moment, before taking his left hand in his. ] This ring is one of the last things that remains of the Aegir family. [ There's himself, the ring... his father, hopefully... and their legacy. That's it. ] You may find it silly, but I could not bear to leave it behind in our estate. I have been carrying it with me for the past five years, close to my heart.
But now I would like you to have it, so that you may look upon it whenever I am not immediately by your side, and remember my promise to you. [ He gently opens up Linhardt's hand to place the ring in his palm. ] Even if I am out of your line of sight, I will always return to you - and I will never stray far, to where you cannot find me again.