She was shaking like a leaf, and it broke his heart--but it was okay, because she loved him. She loved him, said it out loud, made it real, and violence was clawing its way into his heart alongside happiness, a blind raging bloodlust worse than even the one he felt the night he met her.
The man without a heart was the man who could not die. He was the man that could, and would destroy everything for the one who held his heart.
Wrapping her up tight in his arms, he ran his fingers through her hair, kissing her temple and murmuring a string of soothing nonsense to comfort her, protect her from the fear that left her trembling.
"It's okay...it's okay, Regina...shhhh, Regina, I got you. I love you, I got you, and I'm not lettin' go, okay?...shhhh, just breathe...I'm not lettin' go. I'm not goin' anywhere. I love you...I got you, Beloved...I'm not going anywhere..."
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Re: 9/21 - around 7:30
Date: 2018-10-06 03:20 am (UTC)The man without a heart was the man who could not die. He was the man that could, and would destroy everything for the one who held his heart.
Wrapping her up tight in his arms, he ran his fingers through her hair, kissing her temple and murmuring a string of soothing nonsense to comfort her, protect her from the fear that left her trembling.
"It's okay...it's okay, Regina...shhhh, Regina, I got you. I love you, I got you, and I'm not lettin' go, okay?...shhhh, just breathe...I'm not lettin' go. I'm not goin' anywhere. I love you...I got you, Beloved...I'm not going anywhere..."