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xenologue 2 | can you see our brand new start underneath the devil’s heart? [closed]
🧙 WHO: Byleth Eisner and Edelgard von Hresvelg
⚔️️ WHAT: A heart to heart at the ritual and in its aftermath.
🕒 WHEN: The solstice
🗺️ WHERE: Celliwig
⚠️ WARNINGS: Fear, anxiety, mortality, magical self-harm.
It had been an easy enough decision to participate in the ritual alongside Edelgard. This was an unfamiliar place, and after the unpleasantness of the trials she found it difficult to trust the fae. So, they'd do this together. Byleth stares into the lava as they stand beneath the fountain, half-listening to the words of the Celliwig leader. She's seen molten rock before, of course—she's conjured it from beneath the earth—but something so formalized seems strange. She wonders what stone the circle might be made of to resist the heat, or what enchantments are at play here, but...
Right. The offering. She takes a breath, before looking to her partner and managing a small, wry smile as she moves a thick lock of blue hair behind one ear. "Blood or hair seems too impersonal, doesn't it?"
⚔️️ WHAT: A heart to heart at the ritual and in its aftermath.
🕒 WHEN: The solstice
🗺️ WHERE: Celliwig
⚠️ WARNINGS: Fear, anxiety, mortality, magical self-harm.
It had been an easy enough decision to participate in the ritual alongside Edelgard. This was an unfamiliar place, and after the unpleasantness of the trials she found it difficult to trust the fae. So, they'd do this together. Byleth stares into the lava as they stand beneath the fountain, half-listening to the words of the Celliwig leader. She's seen molten rock before, of course—she's conjured it from beneath the earth—but something so formalized seems strange. She wonders what stone the circle might be made of to resist the heat, or what enchantments are at play here, but...
Right. The offering. She takes a breath, before looking to her partner and managing a small, wry smile as she moves a thick lock of blue hair behind one ear. "Blood or hair seems too impersonal, doesn't it?"
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When her wife finally turns to face her, and places her hand over her heart... she's almost sure that she feels her own beat erratically in response. Byleth stands there, stunned and lovestruck, before finally turning her hand over to twine her fingers with Edelgard's. "We will. Always," she agrees at last, leaning down to press her lips to the Emperor's. It's not the chaste and quick sort of kiss they might normally share when at risk of being seen, but they're only two people among a strange world here. Byleth feels fine about pushing this if Edelgard does.