[His heart is heavy in his chest, urging him to stop Childe from going anywhere but Aether stands still, silent. It's better like this. It's better if their relationship never goes anywhere, if they stay bound only by their duty.
Aether takes a deep breath and turns around.]
Goodnight, Childe.
[He waits for his knight to leave and only then lets himself drop down on the bed, thinking about his feelings, his duties and the destiny that awaits him. The bride will soon arrive.]
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[The days pass faster than they should and before he knows he's standing right there in the hall, waiting for the princess to arrive. This is their first meeting, so there's much to be nervous about. The princess, Elise, is definitely beautiful, seems kind and polite, has a gentle smile on her face. If anything it makes Aether's heart sink more in his chest. They are both forced into a loveless marriage and the more the prince talks to his future bride, the more he feels guilt.
She deserves someone who could love her and that will never be him. He's too aware of his own feelings, even if he's trying to pretend otherwise. He fakes smiles as they walk towards the dining room for the dinner. Their parents seem to be in great mood, talking over the marriage.
...And the prince finds himself looking away, his gaze drifting to the servants, knights.
Ah. Of course. Even now he's looking for his knight.]
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Aether takes a deep breath and turns around.]
Goodnight, Childe.
[He waits for his knight to leave and only then lets himself drop down on the bed, thinking about his feelings, his duties and the destiny that awaits him. The bride will soon arrive.]
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[The days pass faster than they should and before he knows he's standing right there in the hall, waiting for the princess to arrive. This is their first meeting, so there's much to be nervous about. The princess, Elise, is definitely beautiful, seems kind and polite, has a gentle smile on her face. If anything it makes Aether's heart sink more in his chest. They are both forced into a loveless marriage and the more the prince talks to his future bride, the more he feels guilt.
She deserves someone who could love her and that will never be him. He's too aware of his own feelings, even if he's trying to pretend otherwise. He fakes smiles as they walk towards the dining room for the dinner. Their parents seem to be in great mood, talking over the marriage.
...And the prince finds himself looking away, his gaze drifting to the servants, knights.
Ah. Of course. Even now he's looking for his knight.]