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She longed to replace that feeling.
It was strange. Nanou had never been particularly motivated by carnal nature, so why did she long for it now?
She knew why. That touch felt like acid stuck to her skin. She needed to replace it all. Replace the face in her memory with a new one, replace the feeling on her body with that of anothers. Make it like it was never real. She came to sit by the lake, so that she might clear her head.
These things were meant to be quiet. A whisper on a breath, hidden and secret. They had been. Entangled but never open, and what a shame it would have been. Royals did not concern themselves with the likes of the common, not beyond that which was required.
Love? That was a shame.
Nanou sat peacefully, fine-postured with her eyes to the water, and her ears perked—always listening.
It was strange. Nanou had never been particularly motivated by carnal nature, so why did she long for it now?
She knew why. That touch felt like acid stuck to her skin. She needed to replace it all. Replace the face in her memory with a new one, replace the feeling on her body with that of anothers. Make it like it was never real. She came to sit by the lake, so that she might clear her head.
These things were meant to be quiet. A whisper on a breath, hidden and secret. They had been. Entangled but never open, and what a shame it would have been. Royals did not concern themselves with the likes of the common, not beyond that which was required.
Love? That was a shame.
Nanou sat peacefully, fine-postured with her eyes to the water, and her ears perked—always listening.
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