[The loss less imminent now that the poison has been burned out of his system. Luda's death was too long ago and the road not taken overgrown with wild flowers and barbed vines. The Darkling knows that he must have loved her once, to have grieved her so terribly.
But it is a dim and distant thing these days, and even less, with Alina squirreled away somewhere on the station. Hiding, or whispering to that man. To Rhysand, who was almost like him. Who controlled the shadows lurking in every corner, but without the lack of emotions the Darkling prided himself of.
It isn't regret, that drives him to confess to Daisy. Nothing as human or simple as that, he wants her. On his side, fighting next to him when they deploy to the surface of yet another alien planet. He wants her loyal and smiling, her hands lingering just that second too long against his sleeve and her hair falling in to his face as they sleep.]
It's no excuse for why I behaved like an absolute brute, but - [he tilts his head, chasing after her. Trying to catch her eyes again.] it's the truth.
[And Alina. Always Alina, sunlit and breathtaking in her golden dress, sunlight spilling over her cupped hands and warming his skin. Her lips on his as the world righted itself on its axis, the feeling of hope and surety that rose in him with every-]
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[The loss less imminent now that the poison has been burned out of his system. Luda's death was too long ago and the road not taken overgrown with wild flowers and barbed vines. The Darkling knows that he must have loved her once, to have grieved her so terribly.
But it is a dim and distant thing these days, and even less, with Alina squirreled away somewhere on the station. Hiding, or whispering to that man. To Rhysand, who was almost like him. Who controlled the shadows lurking in every corner, but without the lack of emotions the Darkling prided himself of.
It isn't regret, that drives him to confess to Daisy. Nothing as human or simple as that, he wants her. On his side, fighting next to him when they deploy to the surface of yet another alien planet. He wants her loyal and smiling, her hands lingering just that second too long against his sleeve and her hair falling in to his face as they sleep.]
It's no excuse for why I behaved like an absolute brute, but - [he tilts his head, chasing after her. Trying to catch her eyes again.] it's the truth.
[And Alina. Always Alina, sunlit and breathtaking in her golden dress, sunlight spilling over her cupped hands and warming his skin. Her lips on his as the world righted itself on its axis, the feeling of hope and surety that rose in him with every-]
I hope that you will forgive me. In time.