desti
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Gods, the thought of the war finally reaching them was absolutely terrifying. Alys knew that it would take everything from her and she’d be lucky if she’d stay alive. She selfishly wanted to remain Queen and stay in Wheldrake with her expensive dresses and lavish lifestyle. It wasn’t exciting, but at least she was comfortable and safe. If the war would take her someplace elsewhere, Alys imagined that wouldn’t be the case anymore.
As much as Alys hated to admit it, Trevas’ fate bothered her as well. She didn’t want to lose him, not really. Sure, she was mad at him and various other things, but Alys had grown used to him by now. He was her husband after all, and Alys wanted him to be there for her. She wanted him to be a father to her child most of all. Alys didn’t want to see him perish in the war.
Though Trevas was right about how she’d have their child and his daughter, Alys wanted more. She wanted him, too. It would be unfair to lose him as well as her life, and Alys didn’t want that. She felt so foolish for how her thoughts were at the moment, but Alys couldn’t help it. It was like the war was making her forget how much Trevas had truly hurt her.
Alys raised her hand to touch his wrist as she looked at him again, “but I need you, too.”
"Running away would make me a coward."
It would, but if that was their only option then perhaps they should better be cowards, than corpses. Alys felt so conflicted about what she was feeling, but she knew that she didn’t want to lose any of this. If out of everything she could only keep Trevas, then that wouldn’t be a great deal, but at least it’d be something. And at least her child would have a father then.
“At least you’d be alive then.”
"I know, but I'm not sure what will happen yet, Alys."
“Unless there’s a miracle, it’s pretty obvious what is going to happen.”
"I'm going to die, and Aedighar will be ruled by Northerners."
“The latter is inevitable.”
"Do you want me to run away too?"
Undoubtedly Trevas would be remembered harshly if he were to run away, rather than face the Northerners. There were no doubts about that, but what did it matter what the history books would write of him. Alys cared much more about how her child wouldn’t be without a father then, that was the most important thing to her.
“I want you to be with me.”
"I'll stay with you."
“Really?” Alys asked as she hesitantly moved her hand from his wrist to rest on his cheek.
“Yes,” Trevas said, giving her a small nod.
If that was true, then Trevas was willing to taint his name forever for this. Alys didn’t know how much he cared about that, but she still found herself feeling grateful for what he was willing to do. She figured he might’ve only done it for their child, but that was fine with her. After all, she was doing all of this because of that as well.
Instead of answering, Alys leant forwards to kiss him. After so long, it felt a little strange, but she didn’t really mind that all too much. When Trevas kissed her back, Alys moved her other hand to his face as well. She felt so stupid and desperate, but Alys couldn’t stop. At least it distracted her from the newfound fears she had in her mind. Trevas stroked her hair out of her face and his arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her closer against him.
It was giving her much needed comfort and a distraction, so Alys didn’t even think about pulling away. She felt pathetic for breaking so easily, but it was hard not to, all things considered. Everything would end soon, then Alys would have so many other things to worry about. Right now, she just wanted to kiss him and forget about her worries for a moment.
Alys wanted to feel him closer, so she moved to straddle his chest and pushed one of her hands against his chest so that he’d lay back with her on top. Trevas’ hand stroked down along her back, while his other hand stayed on her cheek, his thumb stroking against her. The hand on his chest moved back to Trevas’ face again and Alys kissed him so desperately that even she thought it was rather pathetic.
Trevas’ hand gripped onto her waist then while his other one moved into her hair, tugging on it a little. Alys didn’t really know what she wanted at that point, she just knew that she wanted to stop feeling so scared and upset. This helped, much more than she had anticipated, therefore Alys still didn’t pull away. Trevas did though, and Alys opened her eyes to look at him.
“Alys.”
“What?”
"I won't leave you. I promise. I'll take care of you and our child."
While that was nice and all, it really just made her think about everything again, so Alys didn’t hesitate to push their lips together again. Trevas kissed her maybe a little harsher, but Alys didn’t really care at that point. She wanted a distraction and she was getting one, which was all she cared for.
As much as Alys hated to admit it, Trevas’ fate bothered her as well. She didn’t want to lose him, not really. Sure, she was mad at him and various other things, but Alys had grown used to him by now. He was her husband after all, and Alys wanted him to be there for her. She wanted him to be a father to her child most of all. Alys didn’t want to see him perish in the war.
Though Trevas was right about how she’d have their child and his daughter, Alys wanted more. She wanted him, too. It would be unfair to lose him as well as her life, and Alys didn’t want that. She felt so foolish for how her thoughts were at the moment, but Alys couldn’t help it. It was like the war was making her forget how much Trevas had truly hurt her.
Alys raised her hand to touch his wrist as she looked at him again, “but I need you, too.”
"Running away would make me a coward."
It would, but if that was their only option then perhaps they should better be cowards, than corpses. Alys felt so conflicted about what she was feeling, but she knew that she didn’t want to lose any of this. If out of everything she could only keep Trevas, then that wouldn’t be a great deal, but at least it’d be something. And at least her child would have a father then.
“At least you’d be alive then.”
"I know, but I'm not sure what will happen yet, Alys."
“Unless there’s a miracle, it’s pretty obvious what is going to happen.”
"I'm going to die, and Aedighar will be ruled by Northerners."
“The latter is inevitable.”
"Do you want me to run away too?"
Undoubtedly Trevas would be remembered harshly if he were to run away, rather than face the Northerners. There were no doubts about that, but what did it matter what the history books would write of him. Alys cared much more about how her child wouldn’t be without a father then, that was the most important thing to her.
“I want you to be with me.”
"I'll stay with you."
“Really?” Alys asked as she hesitantly moved her hand from his wrist to rest on his cheek.
“Yes,” Trevas said, giving her a small nod.
If that was true, then Trevas was willing to taint his name forever for this. Alys didn’t know how much he cared about that, but she still found herself feeling grateful for what he was willing to do. She figured he might’ve only done it for their child, but that was fine with her. After all, she was doing all of this because of that as well.
Instead of answering, Alys leant forwards to kiss him. After so long, it felt a little strange, but she didn’t really mind that all too much. When Trevas kissed her back, Alys moved her other hand to his face as well. She felt so stupid and desperate, but Alys couldn’t stop. At least it distracted her from the newfound fears she had in her mind. Trevas stroked her hair out of her face and his arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her closer against him.
It was giving her much needed comfort and a distraction, so Alys didn’t even think about pulling away. She felt pathetic for breaking so easily, but it was hard not to, all things considered. Everything would end soon, then Alys would have so many other things to worry about. Right now, she just wanted to kiss him and forget about her worries for a moment.
Alys wanted to feel him closer, so she moved to straddle his chest and pushed one of her hands against his chest so that he’d lay back with her on top. Trevas’ hand stroked down along her back, while his other hand stayed on her cheek, his thumb stroking against her. The hand on his chest moved back to Trevas’ face again and Alys kissed him so desperately that even she thought it was rather pathetic.
Trevas’ hand gripped onto her waist then while his other one moved into her hair, tugging on it a little. Alys didn’t really know what she wanted at that point, she just knew that she wanted to stop feeling so scared and upset. This helped, much more than she had anticipated, therefore Alys still didn’t pull away. Trevas did though, and Alys opened her eyes to look at him.
“Alys.”
“What?”
"I won't leave you. I promise. I'll take care of you and our child."
While that was nice and all, it really just made her think about everything again, so Alys didn’t hesitate to push their lips together again. Trevas kissed her maybe a little harsher, but Alys didn’t really care at that point. She wanted a distraction and she was getting one, which was all she cared for.