"Mathematics never work out," Daemon muttered, feeling shock reel through him at her words. "How many sides to a triangle?"
Triangles meant little here. There was no Blood, no protocol, no Queen. There was no sweet Darkness to comfort, only to frighten and control. In this place, the taint had ruined those who dwelt here.
he didn't try to trivialize her words, dismiss them as some girlish crush. River was not a little girl. And even if this was a passing thing, a fleeting attraction, Daemon would not diminish it with careless words.
Instead, he brushed a kiss against her brow, tucking her hair behind her ear in a now-familiar motion. "Lady, you mean far more to me than you can imagine, even in the short time we have been here." The draw he felt to her, the feelings she awoke, were too strong to name, and even Daemon himself was still unfamiliar with them enough to be able to put them into words. He only hope she could feel and tell, even without his stumbled, inadequate reply.
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Triangles meant little here. There was no Blood, no protocol, no Queen. There was no sweet Darkness to comfort, only to frighten and control. In this place, the taint had ruined those who dwelt here.
he didn't try to trivialize her words, dismiss them as some girlish crush. River was not a little girl. And even if this was a passing thing, a fleeting attraction, Daemon would not diminish it with careless words.
Instead, he brushed a kiss against her brow, tucking her hair behind her ear in a now-familiar motion. "Lady, you mean far more to me than you can imagine, even in the short time we have been here." The draw he felt to her, the feelings she awoke, were too strong to name, and even Daemon himself was still unfamiliar with them enough to be able to put them into words. He only hope she could feel and tell, even without his stumbled, inadequate reply.