souvreign:

          admittance  ——   the first step to anything substantial.
          in this particular scenario, the only step she is allowed
          by him,  which is admittedly better than  none.  still,  the
          persistence she displays  is  one she shares with  her
          younger sister;  the kind that does not give up on those
          cared for.

                                 ❛ and yet, here i am — worrying. you don’t
                                 truly think meager words will pacify this?
                                 i shall not push you to  confide  in me, but
                                 i  hope you correct an  erroneous  belief :
                                 you are important, and very much so.    ❜

                      ❝elsa, please.❞

though her words were meant to be comforting,
he found more annoyance than reassurance. it
could be blamed on his poor mood, or simply
because he was tired. 
 
                                    ❝thank you, but this is not a subject open for discussion.❞

nor was it ever– words only brought irritation
and an unpleasant buzzing in the back of his
brain that drove him mad. his voice firm, setting
a limit to how much he was willing to toss back
and forth with the queen, and clearly, that was
the limit. 

                                            ❝darling, just– come sit with me.❞

souvreign:

           given the length of their interaction and the bond
           they could claim to have meticulously forged, he
           should  have known better than to take her for  a
           fool.  she was an aficionado  at  reading  people,
           having  been proficient  in the art of  observation.
           he had been left without escape.

                            ❛ would you rather i point it out for you? ❜

           taking her for a fool would be 
an idiotic thing to do. to hope she would humor 
him would be more like it, though she didn’t quite
get the subtle message. the phoenix sighed out, 
raising his tawny stare up to the ice queen for only
a brief moment. 

                       ❝i would rather you not bother with it.
                           it’s nothing of importance, love.
                              don’t worry yourself.❞

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souvreign:

                ❛ —— a bit glum, are we? ❜

                          and whilst the query held lightheartedness in delivery,
                          the queen’s eyes shone with unspoken concern.

                   ❝no clue what yer talkin’ ‘bout.❞

the woman had been nothing but kind
to the phoenix since first meeting, but
the heated creature held a strong bitter
taste in his words of denial. he didn't 
want to worry her, but the sounds and 
body language betrayed his failed reassurance. 

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