if you could only understand, through my heart and my veins
I gave it all, I'll give it all again
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If only they could talk about family and these safe topics forever, but that was not the nature of their relationship - the Devoted and the Elephant King.
Alysanne was thankful that he waited for her to get it all out, as much as she stumbled and halted through it. He apologized, which felt great but she forced herself not to roll her eyes at the statement that followed it, forced down the fire that burned in her stomach at those words. “I didn’t want you to know, didn’t think my reasons were any of your business.” She spoke carefully, a sad smile in her eyes as she purposefully kept any edge out of those words, not wanting to spark another argument over the same thing. It still wasn’t any of his business, at least not on a personal level, and it still annoyed her that he hadn’t trusted her judgement as a doctor.
How could he trust her judgement as a queen?
But Alysanne mentally shook off those thoughts because they would only bring her trouble. She didn’t want to get into an argument with him, not when she had a favour to ask. She had started this meeting with the intentions of being honest with him and she wasn’t going to back down now. So she took another steadying breath and answered his question. “I wanted the magic to take pain from others and transfer it to me, temporarily, to give relief.” Her green eyes were glued to his face, watching carefully for the reaction, and stilling her tongue until she had that reaction. So far, she had yet to have someone say ‘wow that’s helpful! What a good idea Alysanne!’ so her hopes weren’t exactly high. She wasn’t even overly fond of the idea of the magic herself anymore but here she was, continuing it - afraid of what might happen if she should fail.
Failing wasn’t an option with their Goddess. Especially not now.
-- alysanne
the devoted
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