REVERIE
I could feel the hot tears burn in my eyes, dangerously close to falling. I wanted to flee. To abandon all my desires and worries. Guilt from the endless battles. It was only his close embrace that kept me from falling. Only him who had seen the barren fields of a seemingly other world. The pleading faces of the innocent, the starving. Him, who had a glimpse of happiness before it all disappeared into darkness.
βI-β
Pulling me closer, he leaned in, pressing his lips against mine. All words were lost against his lips. He kissed softly, with the gentleness so foreign to the two of us. His body was hot, heart beating fast. With him I was vulnerable, stripped of the barriers that kept me stable for so long.
The wind blew ever so slightly as the bright moon shone down upon us. I could feel his muscles tense upon hearing the soft footsteps approach us. The door flew open.
βYour grace, " the guard stood frozen in shock gripping the handle tightly βHis highness orders for all nobles to be present in the ballroom, the balconies are going to be locked soonβ
Breaking away from the kiss, Hermesβs voice responded, soft yet commanding, βI believe you can make an exception. Leave us.β
The door closed immediately. Still locked in an embrace, he brushed my hair out of my face. Tears were now streaming down my face. It was silent as he wiped my tears away, gaze soft with love and understanding. And it all went black.