[ rafal's head drops. you're a failure. even now, he has not overcome his own frailties. truly pathetic. ]
Very well.
[ as they start making their way to claude's shop, rafal speaks up in faltering words. ]
As you already know, the house of Sombron was a violent, chaotic one. Every one of us were trying to become his heir. Because being his heir guaranteed our survival. Otherwise, we died quickly. In battle or . . . by the hands of our own brothers and sisters.
My own twin died so young that I do not even recall their name nor their visage. Nil died in battle. And I saw many of us die. A blade in the back. Poison. Falling. And our father would just make more. So he would never run out of willing soldiers.
And though Nel and I escaped, we never . . . overcame that. I have never held Nel. Not until she died in my arms. And then I spent a thousand years, holding her hand, wishing her back to life.
And her hand was . . . so cold. I remember nothing else but that. That was the only touch I knew.
cw: mentions of child abuse/murder
Very well.
[ as they start making their way to claude's shop, rafal speaks up in faltering words. ]
As you already know, the house of Sombron was a violent, chaotic one. Every one of us were trying to become his heir. Because being his heir guaranteed our survival. Otherwise, we died quickly. In battle or . . . by the hands of our own brothers and sisters.
My own twin died so young that I do not even recall their name nor their visage. Nil died in battle. And I saw many of us die. A blade in the back. Poison. Falling. And our father would just make more. So he would never run out of willing soldiers.
And though Nel and I escaped, we never . . . overcame that. I have never held Nel. Not until she died in my arms. And then I spent a thousand years, holding her hand, wishing her back to life.
And her hand was . . . so cold. I remember nothing else but that. That was the only touch I knew.