[AW] a sword to pierce the sun

[Reichenbach]

ON RAGLAN ROAD ON AN AUTUMN DAY I SAW HIM FIRST AND KNEW THAT HIS DARK HAIR WOULD WEAVE A SNARE THAT I MIGHT ONE DAY RUE She was a true delight, this girl of obvious heartbreak and abuse - naive, maybe, but sweet-hearted and innocent. He could sense it within her, that spark that truly spoke of Calligo, of her wildness and her loyalty, her strength. Margot held the values of Denocte in her tired hands - she may have been clenching them now, but when those palms were open and free she would bloom into the woman Reichenbach could see hiding behind those wedding braids.  "No pardons necessary," Was his easy dismissal of her pardons and beggings - he may have been a King, but he did not see himself as one. He would protect Denocte and Calligo's people with every fibre and inch of passion in his vast being, but he would not rule them. So he tentatively gestured toward the direction of the Keep, beginning to walk alongside Margot, considering every slip of muscle and waft of scent.  "Perhaps we could start with your name -" a wry, amused glance at his companion "- and then find you a place in the Court. If you wish it, you can train to be a warrior, a sage, a healer or simply learn pieces from all three subjects. I think you will find Denocte to be quite... liberating" Especially when it looked as if she'd never seen the outside world before. He could only imagine what a girl who looked like she'd never seen the mountains had been through. ON GRAFTON STREET IN NOVEMBER WE TRIPPED LIGHTLY ALONG THE LEDGE OF A DEEP RAVINE WHERE CAN BE SEEN THE WORTH OF PASSIONS PLEDGED @Margot !!

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