Noctisardor Bypass seda

had he the capacity for such an emotion, amadeo might have felt truly, genuinely sorry for heda. he knew the same pain which he saw overlain across her expression, and he knew it deeply; he himself had never truly stopped looking for his own girls.
and he also did not believe that he had caused them any harm.
forgive them, heda, amadeo sighs, and forgive yourself. trust in god. trust in me.
holding her like this, serving as her confidant, her savior! ah, the pleasure of it stole away any thoughts of his daughters. she molds against him like putty, her beautiful eyes looking up at him as if he were made of gold.
she wishes for his leadership.
in some way, his shock is genuine — him? had anselm declined such an offer, or was he simply unfit? his words are calculated carefully before he gives her a calm, almost sheepish half-smile. if that's what you want, then we will lead together, heart fluttering, pulse beginning to fly; father and mother... husband and wife.