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[sauvegarder.livejournal.com]

[ he's not entirely certain if the day's gone by fast or slow; feels quick in certain moments, slow in others. when distracted by the preparations, there are not enough hours left in the day. when left alone to his thoughts, the seconds felt to be like weeks. ridiculous; he knows it's ridiculous, a mere trick of the mind. but it's not often he feels anxiety to this level. confidence is his default, the baseline, & a deviance from this is leaving him -- agitated. irate. quick to snap. it's to his luck that alicia & riku are the main sources of company during the day. the two understood, surely.

& it is the former that is standing faithfully by annabelle's door when the designated time arrives. his steps are rigid, calculated, thoughts so entirely elsewhere that when he makes the mindless (routine) motion of entering annabelle's room, he runs into the arm of alicia instead. makes him bounce back a few steps, a frown twisting his lips & the skin between his eyebrows creasing. what the hell, woman?

a short banter later, alicia is fixing robert's appearance -- the unkempt nature of the prince would most definitely raise the worry of the princess, would it not? do try to keep yourself presentable. then a softer smile, a roundabout manner of encouragement later:

a knock at the door. ]

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[sauvegarder.livejournal.com]

Even from your prince?

[filleapapa.livejournal.com]

You would be jealous.

[sauvegarder.livejournal.com]

Naturally.

[filleapapa.livejournal.com]

As you should. He is a wonderful man. I am sure he will keep me company on those long, lonely nights in your stead.

[sauvegarder.livejournal.com]

[ raises an eyebrow in a disbelieving manner, but continues onward anyway. ]

And he is a man of your choosing? Yours and yours alone?

[filleapapa.livejournal.com]

[ turns his head away, attempting to align his lips into something more neutral. ]

Perhaps.

[sauvegarder.livejournal.com]

Is his status acceptable?

[filleapapa.livejournal.com]

To me, he always will be.

[sauvegarder.livejournal.com]

Your personal opinion will do little to sway the court.

[filleapapa.livejournal.com]

This is why our love will always be forbidden.

[sauvegarder.livejournal.com]

My condolences. But even I cannot break off our engagement without knowing you to be in proper hands.

[filleapapa.livejournal.com]

[ can't help but blink at that. slowly smiles, softer than before; turns so that he can reach down and touch robert's face with the tips of his fingers, the caress featherlight. ]

I could never love another as much as I do you, Robert. [ strokes his hair with one of his hands. ] After all, am I not taken good care of already?

[sauvegarder.livejournal.com]

[ leans against that touch instinctively, his expression solemn. ]

Yet there are comforts that even I cannot provide. [ reaches up to grasp at the fingers against his face. ] If you find someone -- man or woman -- that is capable of such, will you introduce us?

[filleapapa.livejournal.com]

[ tilts his head a little at his words, but otherwise his expression does not change. ]

That is impossible.

[sauvegarder.livejournal.com]

You are too quick to decide.

1/2

[filleapapa.livejournal.com]

[ chuckles and shakes his head, stroking his thumb idly against robert's cheek. ]

Because I know it will never happen.

[filleapapa.livejournal.com]

[ then he leans down to press a kiss on the crown of his head, murmuring: ]

I have already made my choice.

[sauvegarder.livejournal.com]

[ tugs him a little closer. ]

You are certain?

[filleapapa.livejournal.com]

[ keeps himself in that position, wrapping his arms around robert's head lightly. ]

I am.

[sauvegarder.livejournal.com]

[ buries his head into annabelle's stomach further. sighs & speaks affectionately despite his words: ]

You fool.

[filleapapa.livejournal.com]

A happy fool.

[sauvegarder.livejournal.com]

Hm. I suppose that's forgivable.

[filleapapa.livejournal.com]

Only "suppose"?

[sauvegarder.livejournal.com]

A fool is still a fool.

[filleapapa.livejournal.com]

[ laughs lightly. ]

What makes me so foolish?