Date: 2024-01-21 02:42 am (UTC)
untamedantinous: (the curves of your lips rewrite history)
He shifts a little at Laertes' touch, scooting a tiny bit closer to him. "I knew what was coming," he continues, quiet, his voice a little rough. "We all did, of course; I knew I was not going to live. They would not have let me."
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