- - I did not chose, I was born, this is what I am. / 𝖥𝖠𝖭𝖳𝖠𝖲𝖸 𝖮𝖢.
𝖪𝖭𝖮𝖷.
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His cheek and to the tip of his chin.
Although his head was lowered, gaze diverting from her. “My Empress. Forgive me. I am weak and frail.”
From the others
—- @sybella.sunder.my
Her gentle tug brings him out of a stalwart stance, and the stoic look that pained his face began to fade when he realized where exactly he was. Quickly, Knox went to one knee before her. A small tear broke from his right eye, carving its way down (c)
