He never loved her at all. No, he didn't. He loved the idea of it, the concept of being the hero in a fairytale, rescuing the poor, imprisoned princess from the haunted castle. But...this isn't a fairy tale, is it?
It's not a fairy tale, and he will never be a hero.
Sniffling, he clutches tightly to Herbert, his sobbing finally slowing down as he is soothed by the other man's arms, his voice, his words.
"...Thank you, Herbert," he whimpers. "I...I really don't know what I would do without you."
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Date: 2021-12-28 06:24 am (UTC)It's not a fairy tale, and he will never be a hero.
Sniffling, he clutches tightly to Herbert, his sobbing finally slowing down as he is soothed by the other man's arms, his voice, his words.
"...Thank you, Herbert," he whimpers. "I...I really don't know what I would do without you."