anyone;

[abysm]

Sentiment more than blood is the uniting factor between them. That much is apparent even as she smiles and her face softens. He is much freer with the use of sibling and sister than she’ll ever be. It’s something he doesn’t fault her for as their mothers bred like rabbits over the last two years, producing offspring after offspring without plan or care. That she knows him and says his name oh so sweetly is enough. 

Abysm would take what he could get from them and rub his mother’s face in it just to spite her. How she must pale at the thought of him being closer and kinder to this girl not in the least bit related to him than his own love-drunk mother! 

Speaking of love; it overwhelms him in that singular burning look she pins him with. Abysm can feel it matched in the look he gives back to her, laughter hit on its heels because she is a small but mighty force to be reckoned with. He can only imagine the depth of knowing she possesses about her appearance - molten and fierce. If she was angelic then it was only in the sense of swift fierce vengeance. 

She was not one to be trifled with lightly if at all. Pity the fool that does! Though he’d love to watch it as an innocent but knowing bystander. Most likely armed with a grin and a good chuckle at how she’d best that aforementioned poor fool. 

He is sucked in by the locking of their eyes and the conspiratorial hush of her voice. It is easy to breathe in her sweet scent the closer to him that she gets. Something cindery but in the best way as he leaned in to divulge his version of the truth. “The prettiest,” he assures her before she scoots away to stare at the hills, his line of sight trailing hers. 

Abysm is surprised by the question. The smile is abruptly stricken from his mouth as it sets into a familiar hardness. He’s tempted to work his jaw back and forth in a grinding motion to ease the tension in his face. There was no masking his emotions in this moment; he’d not spare her from his foul thoughts on this matter. 

“I hope not. If they’re smart, they’ll abstain from baby-making for a year or two. Makes you wonder how they managed to raise us or look after this kingdom when they’re always together...” he trails off into absentminded muttering. The subject is too sour for a day so nice but she’d asked and he refused to hold his tongue for her sake or their mothers’. 

@[Valdis]